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This menu arrives just in time. It is a busy period for southern Indian food in Cardiff. Koottaan has made an encouraging start, and Little Kochi (reviewed here) has built on its recent listing in The Good Food Guide to expand with a standalone takeaway. Yards away from Purple Poppadom’s Canton base, Mum’s Daily has Read More
Favourite Cardiff opening (aka the ‘Relieved it’s every bit as good as I wanted it to be’ award): Tukka Tuk Canteen, Poca Parallel appeared as confidently as you’d expect, but my heart belongs to two local favourites who opened long-awaited new restaurants this year. Anand George’s quiet revolution continued as, despite formidable hurdles, Tukka Tuk Read More
Tukka Tuk Canteen, on that long stretch of Whitchurch Road which is home to a slack handful of Cardiff’s more interesting independents, is a lively proposition. From eye-catching cartoon murals, swathes of rich browns and coppers, and a handpainted sign mimicking those from on docks in Kochi, where fisherman return to sell their catch and Read More
Cardiff Market and food have always been inseparable. The late-Victorian building, built on the former site of Cardiff gaol- the gallows were near the St Mary St entrance- opened in 1891, and for some it has been their home for the duration. Others, like butchers JT Morgan, predate even that, trading on the site when Read More
Disclosure: I was invited to Purple Poppadom to try this new ‘tapas’ menu with a guest . All food and drink was complimentary. No blog post was stipulated or requested: verbal feedback on the menu was asked for, and given, on the night. Ah, the irony. I’m on record as hating the term ‘tapas’ applied Read More
As birthday presents go, this year’s was a bit of a bobby dazzler. I am notoriously difficult to buy for- if I like something I’ll buy it myself, which makes surprising me with a gift a bit of a challenge. Birthdays and Christmases roll around and my family groans. Inwardly, most of the time, which 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.