Category Archives: food

June 02

Losing my Heart at The White Hart, Wytham.

I know. It’s been a while. I also know that I said I’d be writing about Oxfordshire restaurants. And I will. But it has been harder than I thought. I’m used to reviewing in the relative anonymity of London, where I can post an honest review, safe in the knowledge that if it is less […]

November 25

The Double Red Duke, Clanfield.

I’d almost come in summer as part of a little Cotswolds foray, before the glowing reviews, (look at me, ahead of the curve), but had to cancel, on account of having overestimated how much my stomach could actually absorb over the space of two days. Turns out that there is a limit. Even for me. […]

November 18

Pizzeria Mozza. Leaving me cold.

I was going to answer properly but I thought better of it.

November 14

Let’s go round again…

The elastic waistband is my frenemy.

August 08

Orasay, Notting Hill.

Can you possibly turn down the heavy metal, I say to the enthusiastic waitress? It’s too loud and I’m too old. This is the second time in as many weeks I’ve had to have the conversation about the music. It seems to me that it is there for the waitstaff (all v young and v […]

January 16

Parsons. On the nose.

It is the new year and I am determined to find a way to eat out without it getting out of control, “it” being not only the frequency of the restaurant forays, but also the food I put into my face. I am, in this quest,  starting gently with Parsons. With its fresh simple fish […]

December 28

Bouillon Bilk

As those of you who have been bothering to follow my diet-change journey know, I have been trying to eat in a way that is more restrained. This meant going cold turkey (seasonal pun alert) on my restaurant reviewing.  I’d lost my eating-out excitement and my tasting-menu tolerance. I was (and remain) happy to have […]

December 22

Under the influencer? Be honest.

An excellent article in Eater  about viral food advertising (Cronut, anyone?) set me to thinking about so-called “influencers” and the sometimes grey area surrounding “paid for”  posts and blogs. And by paid for, I mean receiving some financial benefit or thing of value, whether directly or otherwise. I set to thinking about the law in […]

November 20

When in Rome. Or not, if you are me.

I’m in Rome for a short break. Until a year ago, I’d have planned all my meals, looked up all the blogs, asked all my foodie friends and have organised my eating down to the last mouthful. I’d probably have had booked a little fine dining, interspersed with a few up-and-coming modern eateries and the […]

August 09

Dad, food and me.

Originally posted on The Food Judge:
My father really  loved food. His Humpty-Dumpty shape until the age of 70 was testament to that and he always joked that he’d only be able to lose it if it was a matter of life and death. And when he was 70, he was told that it was just that.…