Reviews, Recipes & Ramblings
Way back at the start of January (which seems about 9503 years ago) I popped a post up about some of the local independent restaurant deals that could be found in Brum during the most financially naff month of the year. One of those deals was at Opus, Cornwall Street. The last time I visited this place…
Elegant, vibrant food in an unpretentious and relaxed setting – what a joy Harborne Kitchen is. I’ve started this post numerous times now, and still don’t really feeling like I’m doing this place justice. Suffice to say, a few weeks ago I possibly had the best lunch I’ve ever had; a meal packed with colour,…
Over Christmas my husband and I ventured out of the flat in search of anything that wasn’t turkey or cheese. Yes – even I can only put away so much Camembert, it turns out. Living by the canal means we often take the walk from Brindleyplace down to Mailbox, during which we walk past a…
The last time I visited the Hyatt Regency Hotel on Broad Street it was a birthday. My husband had organised the stop over for me, and I remember the great views from our room at the top of the hotel. I also remember falling off my high heels as I exited the lift but that’s…
If you follow me on Instagram you’ll know I spent last weekend in Manchester celebrating Pride. If you don’t follow me on Instagram you’re one of the lucky ones.. believe me. While I had a lovely time (I’m fat, exhausted and still finding glitter everywhere) I struggled to get back into the whole cooking for…
Last weekend I spent a glorious 24 hours at Hatherley Manor Hotel and Spa in the Gloucestershire countryside. My lovely mum, Deborah – who enjoys a spa break and glass of plonk almost as much as me – kindly booked the overnight break for us as a belated birthday present. Having just moved house I…
Recently I joined a group of food bloggers at Bistro du Vin on Church Street to meet the new GM and test run the summer menu. Moving over from Malmaison, the boutique hotel’s new manager is Tom Gallimore. He’s tall and likes to drink wine, so I instantly warmed to him. His invitation to dine…
I recently found myself moseying along the canals in between meetings, hungry and with an hour to kill. Jumping off the towpath around Gas Street, I spotted the familiar white washed walls of The Pickled Piglet. It’s somewhere I’ve trundled past many times with good intentions of visiting, but until one recent overcast afternoon I’d…
Recently I spent an evening at Rico Libre in Digbeth with some good friends. We laughed and gossiped, ate far too much and polished off a decent amount of wine for four women who all had work the next day. The coming together of friends over food is one of the reasons I enjoy tapas…
Before flying off to Rome for my birthday (sorry not sorry) I had a gorgeous lunch at El Borracho de Oro with some friends and family. The Edgbaston restaurant is somewhere I’ve enjoyed tapas before, and more recently I scoffed a lot of owner Emma’s grub at 1000 Trades, where she had a successful pop…
This week Cafe 1368 officially opened in Digbeth, as a revamped version of the cafe that was previously sat next door to The Old Crown. Offering up breakfast, brunch, lunch and all the other meals that occur before mid afternoon, this new incarnation of the cafe space is a lovely new addition to the Digbeth…
About 6 weeks ago I was moaning on Twitter about the lack of decent chippies in Birmingham city centre. As if by some chip-based magic, Tasty Plaice opened at Grand Central in April offering what it calls “probably the best fish and chips in the world.” That’s quite a bold statement, especially for a small…
I personally couldn’t have been more elated to see the back of March. The endless snow flurries ruining plans and seemingly everyone being in a trans-seasonal funk, I was more than happy to welcome in April. My first food-based adventure of the month turned out to be Malmaison; a venue I’ve dined in several times,…
I stumbled upon Otoro Sushi one afternoon when I was buying some seafood from Birmingham Indoor Market. Yes, despite appearances (and my Instagram feed) occasionally I do cook for myself. Despite being slap bang in the middle of a indoor market that always has a fairly prolific smell of fish, Otoro was busy. And by…