Tag: lunch

There are many answers you get when you compliment an establishment on its food. "Thank you, that's so kind", "Great, I'll tell the chef", "Wonderful, that's what we like to hear". You get the gist.

"Yes, we know" isn't one that crops...

Spring is one of those places that I feel like I shouldn't really be allowed to go to. It's calm, stylish, and a million miles away from the chaos that is my normal life. I don't know how they do it actually.

It can't just...

Say the name 'Bettys' and most people will inevitably start waxing lyrical about afternoon tea, 'Fat Rascals' and gorgeous cakes. A few might not have heard of it, but it seems plenty of people have been at least once. I can see why. Established...

One of my favourite things about a skiing holiday is the food. Not just the fact its nice. Not just the setting, which generally tends to be spectacular. It's the fact that quite often you've worked fairly hard for it. You've either ski'd all...

I've umm'd and aah'd about writing this post for quite some time now. It's a bit of a tough one, and one that requires the disclosure bit to come first. That way, you can go into it with your eyes open and hopefully get where I'm coming from....

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...

You can tell somewhere takes food pretty seriously when the dog treats it hands out aren't shop-bought Bonios, but homemade treats made 'using game from the estate'. If Brandy could type, I'm sure she'd give you a glowing review of the 24,576 of...

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...

If there's one thing my family does really well, it's food. I've told you plenty of times about my big brothers and their chef-life abilities that make my paltry efforts look like a kindergarten kid's. When my nephews were growing up, culinary...

I don't get the chance to lunch in Brum very often, apart from the rare occasion in the city centre, so when I got the opportunity to pretend I'm one of the cool cats in town and have a quick lunch with a pal in the Jewellery Quarter, I grabbed...