Cooking, eating and drinking is fun as well as necessary. I do food for fun and I write for a living. Good food makes the world a more delicious and satisfying place. Good writing, meanwhile, can make the world a less confusing place.
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I can’t remember when I first had pizza. I do remember that the first time I went to a restaurant without a parent, it was pizza I went for. (I was eleven. I can’t remember who I was with – most likely a friend. It was just before I moved…
It wasn’t that long since we last visited The Printing Press – you may remember Kerry’s evening at the Chef’s Table. But it’s a new year, a new season. We’re back to try the spring menu. (Spoiler: it’s good.)
I love walking around Edinburgh in the sunshine and if I can show my adopted home town off, all the better. My cousin came to visit recently and gave me a great opportunity to do just that. There are lots of great hotels in Edinburgh but I enjoy having people stay…
It was one of those evenings: we weren’t going to do anything and we most certainly wasn’t going to stay out and eat. But after a pint in Mad Hatter we didn’t really feel like going home to cook either. I suggested pizza and we decided to have a look…
We were looking for somewhere to eat lunch on a chilly January Monday and found ourselves walking aimlessly around the West End. I spotted the sign for Roots and got excited: I had heard of this place, we should try it. In we went.
Merienda is a cosy small-plate restaurant in Stockbridge. If you haven’t been yet, go. This is relaxed, delicious and well-thought out eating where you can build your own tasting menu. Spoiler alert: this post will be a love letter to small plates in general and those at Merienda in particular.
I’m a fan of chef Rosario Sartore, owner of Locanda de Gusti and Pizza 1926 in Dalry. Both restaurants are excellent in their own way. I’m celebrating my anniversary at Locanda this year and Pizza 1926 has some of the best pizza I’ve ever had. Rosario’s extending his reach in…
Steak, ash-baked neeps and tatties, marrow bone Lorne sausage and, in the top right corner, A Red, Red Rose. Of which I had three.
Hawksmoor does a good steak; Johnny Walker does a good whisky*. I was excited to be invited to a Burns night feast that Hawksmoor Johnny Walker threw. I found a meat-eating friend, donned my only tartan garment and set out to enjoy the evening. And did I!
Some years we try to predict what we’ll do in the months to come. This year, we’re sticking our necks out and looking at what might happen in the world of food in 2019. Think we got it right? Let us know.
I was talking to Christopher about the things I missed when I first arrived to Edinburgh. Good bread was one of those things. Since then, my opinion of what good bread is has changed a lot. The stuff I loved when I was a child doesn’t cut it anymore. It made…
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