Tag: Fish

Boxing Day brekkie at a beach cafe, you say? Not what I'd envisaged when we decided to escape to Devon for the Christmas period, but certainly a tradition I'd be more than happy to repeat.

I've read about the Beachhouse at South...

Mike Bullard is a little bit fed up of chicken wings. He says it affectionately and with a smile on his face, because they've been there with him from the very start. But after a few years of frying them virtually non-stop, he's happy for them to...

The last time I went to Hotel du Vin I was a cub reporter at a news agency sent to stalk Simon Cowell. I'd love to say sitting there for hours hiding behind the menu hoping to spot him in a clinch with someone was as good as trying out the...

Some time ago, I took up a slightly off-piste invite to try the Queens Road Bar and Grill at the Ramada Hotel in Coventry. Not an obvious choice, but I'm always keen to take a look at local places. In Rugby and Coventry we don't always have the...

It seems apt that I'm writing this whilst in the middle of what feels like a holiday whose sole aim is to eat as much seafood as humanly possible. As I shovelled down fresh oysters in yet another French coastal town, it occurred to me that it would...

Do you ever get hangry? I do, especially 8 miles into a day of walking in the sunshine when it's way past lunchtime and you're craving a crisp glass of wine in front of an amazing view. As we staggered round yet another bit of headland on the Wales...

Once upon a time I ordered a chorizo tapas dish from a pub that very nearly ruined my love of this gorgeous smoky Spanish sausage. Bulbous little balls, deep-fried to oblivion until they'd morphed into weapons of mass destruction, ready to burst...

Can we stop already with the snow now? At first it was fun, and we lived the dream of dog walks in crisp, white, crunchy stuff. Now it's a pain. And it's wet, and slushy, and cold. I'm going to remedy the winter blues with another fond foray back to...

I'm not really someone who does trendy very well. Since I was a kid I've always been slightly behind the curve when it comes to anything fashionable, whether it's clothes, nightclubs or TV programmes I should be binge-watching. Either that, or I...

If you've been reading this blog for some years, you might remember the first time Jamie and I discovered the Sharpham Vineyard near Totnes in Devon. We had stopped by on the way back from Salcombe and were blown away by its gorgeous setting,...