Tag: Leamington Spa

I don't like cheap takedowns. Not in life, not in my blog. I'd be lying if I said I didn't actively avoid them, sometimes choosing to say nothing rather than say something negative. I'm not sure why. Maybe I'm a coward at heart, maybe I've just...

Anyone who tells me will tell you that I love meat. I'm a carnivore through and through. Yes, I recognise the issues with that but I'm not going to turn this into an ethical or political conversation. It's merely the backdrop for what is about to...

Going out for breakfast or brunch isn't something Mr M and I do all that often. Yes, we go away a fair bit, but breakfast in a campervan is often a bacon sarnie or a bowl of cereal. And while I get to enjoy some nice breakfasts when I'm away with...

Winter's here, that's for sure, and it's time for some warming, calorie-laden meals. With things getting so busy in the run-up to Christmas (not helped when you disappear on holiday for a week lol), taking time to catch up with your nearest and...

I've been to a fair few places in the course of this blog, but being invited to review an afternoon tea in a retirement village was a new one. Not any old retirement home, though. Probably one of the swishest, fanciest retirement places going. (Of...

For me and Mr M, a never-ending conveyor belt of food is a bit like a dream really. I don't think you see it in many places other than sushi joints. Interesting really, since the idea that led to conveyor-belt sushi could just as easily apply to...

I'm no stranger to Turtle Bay - I've been enjoying the delights of its cocktail happy hour (or should I say hours, since they have two each night) for quite some time now. Every time I've been I've looked at the menu, looked at the plates of food...

I love a good little food festival. I've been to plenty - some have appeared on this blog, like meaty treats like Meatopia and Grillstock, but plenty haven't, like the Great British Food Festival at Kelmarsh Hall, Stratford Town Centre Food...

Leamington Spa is somewhere that's right on my doorstep yet another place that I just don't go to enough. Mainly because it's a bit of a pain to get back to Rugby without driving and for a vino and bubbles lover like me that's often a bit of a...