Despite appearances, I’ve actually been quite boring of late. By my standards anyway. I haven’t done a weekly food roundup for a while (the last one is here) mainly because I’ve not been eating out that much. Between having a cold straight from Satan and being acutely aware I need to save some pennies for…
Pulling into New Street Station after a long meeting in a place I can’t pronounce, I was in a fairly bad state of hangry by the time I got to Pig and Apple. People don’t like me when I’m hangry (a choice few don’t seem to like me regardless of my blood sugar levels) for…
If there’s anything guaranteed to get me out of bed on a Saturday it’s the promise of dripping, cheesy, filthy burgers. Lots of them. Thankfully all my dreams came true this weekend when some of the best local (and national, quite frankly) patty slingers came together for Burger Fest in Digbeth. Our church for the…
If there’s one thing in life I love, it’s a weekend getaway with great friends and good food. With one of my close girlfriends due to bring a ‘mini me’ into the world, it seemed only right to whisk her away for an overnight pampering treat. After researching into West Midlands-based rural retreats that offer…
Last week was a busy one. As well as celebrating 7 years since I stuck my claws into Ian, I had plenty on the work and social calendars too. From a super swish cheese and wine dinner to an anniversary noodle fix, here’s six of the highlights from my eating escapades around the city centre…
If you’ve not been to Kilder in Digbeth yet you’re seriously missing out. Like, seriously. From the brains behind Original Patty Men, Kilder is a beer, cider and natural wine bar serving up some knock out food and booze under a railway arch. With a snack menu including doorstop cheese toasties, pork pies and plates…
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…
If I have one skill in life, it’s dragging out my birthday for at least two weeks. It’s not always intentional (it usually is) but I always seem to pack a stupid amount into May. After a gorgeous Mediterranean feast at El Borracho de Oro and a weekend eating my way around Rome, I’d already…
I only meant to pop in for a quick pre-cinema pint, the first time I visited The Bull’s Head. Things didn’t really go to plan and I left 4 hours later full of posh gin and 30 (or so) quid lighter. Story of my life, that. Since that soaking wet winter night, The Husband and…
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…
The last time I visited The Shakespeare Inn I was 2am smashed at lunchtime. From what I remembered, most of the other people in there were too, so I didn’t roll up to my latest visit expecting an awful lot. That says much more about me than The Shakespeare Inn, I realise. My recent experience of…
I first visited The Red Lion one sunny Saturday last summer during a particularly awful bout of hangryitis. My husband (then fiancé) and I sat in the beer garden and tried some of the small plates, but vowed to return to try their famous roast dinners we kept hearing so much about. Fast forward (an…
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…
It was sort of bittersweet that I ended up losing my Itihaas virginity on the same day a spicy soup exploded in my (expensive, suede) work handbag. I arrived at the restaurant with a faint whiff of cumin about me (it’s always mildly disconcerting when a restaurant’s waiting area smells fresher than you) and had…