There’s an air of anticipation outside The Bone Cartel. I arrive ten minutes before they open and there is already a queue: ahead, a bunch of lads discuss their favourite wing sauces on the menu. One has recently broken a vegetarian streak of over a decade. He does not seem to be in danger of Read More
The former Cosy Corner’s rebrand (Asiad is ‘Asian’ in Welsh/Cymraeg), puts their love of the area’s flavours right to the fore. Inspiration comes from all over Asia- you might find Thai, Singaporean, Korean, Malaysian, Vietnamese, whatever takes their fancy on a frequently-changing menu. More importantly you’ll find no slavery to ‘authenticity’ here, just a love Read More
NOTE: Yemeni Crown was formerly known as Socotra Tradional Yemeni Cuisine Socotra: a legendarily beautiful island off the coast of Yemen. Also: a restaurant on City Road, Cardiff. In Sanskrit it means ‘island of blessing’, which I suppose applies to both areas, if you tilt your head and squint a bit. Perhaps. The island is Read More
Roasties’ recent opening on Macintosh Place has been keenly anticipated. Chinese roast meat plates aren’t new to the area but they are clearly the headliners here. The original plan, I’m told, was to have them displayed in the window. But space is limited, so you’ll have to make do for them standing to attention on Read More
Chef Benjamin Cumberpatch isn’t one to let the grass grow under his feet. Only a couple of days ago he cooked his final meals at The Stag Inn nearby, and now here he is on Hastings seafront with his debut popup Winifred’s. Named after his partner’s great aunt, who loved her food as much as Read More
‘There’s just nowhere to eat in Cardiff on a Monday!’ It’s a familiar complaint on a night when the keen diner is notoriously short of options. It’s the perennial question: where to eat out- and eat well- when local hospitality takes a post weekend-rush breather? So here’s your answer to ‘There’s nowhere open!’: sixty-odd of Read More
This blog is a very simple thing.
I won’t try to sell you any hand lotion, exercise programmes, coffee syrups or Patagonian nose flutes. You won’t find tips on dating, ‘wellness’ or yoga mats.
I write because I love it (and food, as indicated by my increasing girth). Greed happens to be my Deadly Sin of choice, but at least it is never shy of providing me with subject matter.
A simple thing, then: all you get is me wittering on semi-coherently about places I’ve eaten at; hence a ‘restaurant blog’ rather than a ‘food blog’, although there are a few recipes scattered throughout.
From mezze to Michelin ‘fine dining’ and all points in between.