Times are hard for restaurants. So, last week, when I was invited to the opening of a third Simon Shaw eating experience (he already owns El Gato Negro on King St and Canto in Ancoats), I was, like, ‘awesome’ and also ‘WTF?’. To...
Read MoreThe first time I ate Mary-Ellen McTague’s food I was not long back in the North and nursing a bad break-up as well as a conscious uncoupling from my long-term London job. It’s safe to say I was in need of sustenance...
Read MoreAbout this time last year, I took retirement. At first I had trouble filling my days until I hit upon the idea that I would fill them with eating. I love nothing more than sitting down to a good meal. It brings joy to my being...
Read MoreThere are some things you don’t mess with. How to make the perfect brew (teabag, hot water, then milk obvs); Yorkshire puddings (for the love of god, don’t open the oven door too early, you’ll just embarrass...
Read More“We need to go outside.” Michelle was right. Our lunch at Manchester’s 20 Stories had morphed from a gentle Friday-easing-into-the-weekend mid-day meal into a eat and drink-a-thon, albeit a culinary marathon of...
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