Bringing a hyped up toddler to a luxury establishment is a great test of customer service. Given recent experiences of dining out with our wee one, it was with some trepidation that we accepted an invite to Sunday lunch at One Square at the Sheraton. It turns out we needn't have worried. Sunday Lunch Kids … Continue reading Review: Sheraton One Square, Sunday Lunch Kids Club (spoiler alert – it’s heavenly)
I encountered my new favourite way to eat hot cross buns last weekend - soaked in egg and fried until crispy. Recipe on the blog this week!
It's been five years since Cat and I got married. Without being too schmaltzy, those five years have been incredible and I consider myself very lucky indeed. To celebrate, Cat and I offloaded The Boy to some generous family for the night, pulled on our gladrags (any remaining clothes without snot/felt-tip/mystery stains), and enjoyed a … Continue reading Restaurant Review: Borough
I have spent another week laid low by illness. It's now clear that The Boy's arrival signalled the demise of my relatively ox-like constitution - leaving me with a hole in my immune system that the ozone layer would be proud of.
Ok, so I'm going to have to let you down / fill you with untold relief. This is not really a clichéd Buzzfeed listicle devoted to cooking canines. This is classic #clickbait. Chances are you clicked on the link out of a mixture of shock, disgust, and morbid curiosity. But why does the thought of … Continue reading 17 dog meat recipes you can’t live without
Ok, so it's been a while again. Everything has been pretty hectic here. The Boy is up and about with a vengeance, becoming a proper toddler - tantrums and all; my new job has been keeping me busy, especially since we lost half our team over Christmas (to promotion, not plague); in the absence of … Continue reading This Week I’m Mostly… Struggling to Write. Any ideas?
'I'm never drinking again!' Or so goes the clichéd refrain the morning after the night before. Most of us have felt the unfortunate repurcussions of unbridled jollity. The spinning headful of spanners and anxiety; the nausea - creeping at first, but soon tearing at the gullet - eventually displaying the Chicken McNuggets you scranned on … Continue reading My New Year’s Resolution? I’m Giving Up Hangovers