Did you know you can go to Yo! Sushi and not eat fish? I always knew there were beef and chicken dishes, but I guess I just overlooked them. B has suggested that we go to Yo! a few times, but I wasn't convinced that he would enjoy it or even begin to be full! On my birthday, I gave in and let him take me for lunch. Anyone who knows me will know that I am not a massive fan of birthdays, so I was loving the irony of the 'Blue Monday' offer in Yo! Apart from summing up my mood, it also meant that we could eat more as all plates were all only £2.20. Although I didn't get my eel, (expensive tastes as always Nicola!) I was pleasantly surprised by the selection available. There is no way that I will be able to recount what I ate - it was all tastey and fishy except my Tamago (sweet omelette) and my edamame beans.
I have always been a fan of sushi, but there are not many bars in Edinburgh. Yo! has moved from it's original location on Rose Street to the top of Harvey Nichols. Obviously when it first arrived in Edinburgh, people were put off by the lack of batter and deep frying of fish (maybe if they had tried the tempura...?) as it was shut for a few years, but it seems to have settled into its new home. B really enjoyed it, and has made it clear that he would like to go back, but I have a feeling this will be limited to Mondays, as to fill up on sushi is an expensive task! It is nice to know that I have somewhere different where I can go to get my fishy fix.
Normally I am someone who avoids chain restaurants, I do not like homogeneous spaces and food. I like variety and surprises and personal touches, be them good or bad, they add to the experience. I am slightly hypocritical though, I like Yo! Sushi - I have been to a few other sushi bars and I like them too, but I find Yo! accessible - and sushi is not a cuisine that I want to be surprised by - I am not yet at the fugu stage! While in Brighton we would regularly eat at the Slug and Lettuce on a Monday, this had nothing to do with pleasure, it was convenient and half price. I am now thinking hard if there are any other chinks in my chain restaurant armour... I don't think that there are, mainly because there are a lot of chain restaurants that I have never given a shot due to my uppityness! Coincidentally - I really went about rectifying this on my birthday; next stop Hard Rock Cafe.
My regular readers will remember that on B's birthday, I chose to take him to a French restaurant, well it was his turn to decide. My cousin Julie and her family were up for the weekend so we had to find somewhere child friendly (refering probably more to B and Her husband Paul than the actual kids...) My aunt and uncle also came along to join in the fun! I have walked past the Hard Rock on George Street many times - and never once felt the need to go in, but in the name of trying something different I was looking forward to seeing what it was like. Afterall there are people who like it so much they regularly seek them out across the world and wear the t-shirts to prove it!
Considering there were 8 of us, in need of a high chair and turning up at 5.30pm, without a booking, we were seated very quickly. Our waiter was friendly/brain washed and delivered us a lot of information very quickly. He could have pulled it off as genuine, if he had not have asked my aunt if she wanted chips with her potato skins. (Now, this could have just been symptomatic of the clientelle, but I am going to go with shameless corporate upselling!) We had all eaten fairly big lunches so no one in the party was particularly hungry, which was a good thing down to the amount of time it took to plough through the HUGE menu. We were recommended the ribs by the waiter, but I don't think Paul needed to wait for the suggestion, as from what I gather he is a fan. This meant that when he did not finish them and lick his plate clean we knew he was either ill, or there was something wrong with them. Now hats of to him, when asked if everything was ok, he said no. It is something that I promised myself that I would begin to do, but, thankfully have not needed to yet. The waiter apologised and they were removed from the bill. Julie had a steak sandwich and as mentioned Judy had potato skins (without the chips!), both of which lived up to their descriptions. My uncle Norrie had a pulled pork sandwich which was returned to the kitchen for being luke warm and then left untouched due to its inability to live upto it's 'tender and juicy' description. (By this time I am feeling for the waiter: "Was everything alright sir?...) The manager actually came over to the table and had a conversation with him about the cooking process - I did not hear what was being said as I was trying on a shower cap with my cousins little girl - don't ask! The outcome was that the pulled pork sandwich was removed from the bill also. I would like to tell you the total 'saving' but the online menus do not have prices. I had a chicken haystack salad, which I enjoyed. It takes a lot of talent to mess up a salad. The 'haystack' element came in the form of long strips of tortilla chips, built up into a haystack shape over the salad. A shameless gimick that probably added a few pounds to the price! B had a burger, and he really, really liked it. B will happily return for another burger, but unless I am in the mood to join him, I think that this is one chain restaurant that I will be giving a miss in the future. One more point about the Hard Rock Cafe; when you order a cheesecake, it comes in a glass.
Tuesday 9 November 2010
Monday 1 November 2010
Tapa
My mother taught me well: "hunt out the bargains Nicola!" Over the years, I have become a master of the red/yellow sticker hunting (depending on supermarket) and I am not ashamed to rummage through the reduced shelves. However, when B came across a website with massive savings on all sorts of things - my brain kicked in with "too good to be true!" But £17 for 6 tapas and a bottle of wine between 2 was a gamble we were willing to take. All we had to do was print out a voucher and mention it when we booked. Simple! I recommend you check out this website (http://www.groupon.co.uk/) if you haven't already, just choose your city...
So, Tapa it was then! I love tapas (true Spanish tapas that is, not just small dishes!) but I have been put off by La Tasca and other chain restaurants. I feel that these do not offer good value for money and I have to say that I have never really enjoyed myself there. We were already on to a winner with Tapa when it came to the value part thanks to groupon, but we were both pleasantly surprised by the portion sizes. In fact - tapas my ass - these were very close to meals in their own right! ("...well not quite" says B.) I know that the idea behind the vouchers would be to get new customers into the restaurant and hope that they will return, but part of me always assumes that there would be a catch i.e. cheaper dishes or smaller portions. However, from the moment we walked in we had excellent service and were treated like 'real' customers!
The menu is clearly divided into meat, fish and vegetable sections which makes it easy for you to ensure that you are going to end up with a nice mix of dishes. I think that is always wise to order a stew with chickpeas as part of my tapa so that there is a bit of sustenance. Patatas Bravas is a favourite too, but there is always a fight for this one, B is not so keen on chickpeas... Being the bargain hunter that I am, I made sure that we got our moneys worth and we ordered the most expensive dish at £7.50, a selection of air cured meat and Spanish cheese. This was not as large a portion as the others, which means quality over quantity - and a relief as we were getting full by this point! The staff were very good at clearing us space on the table as we ploughed through and at no point seemed to be hovering. As I have previously mentioned, I am not a dessert kind of gal, but, and there appears to always be a 'but', (adding no doubt to my butt) - I managed to squeeze one in. It is more of a can't resist if something grabs me, and the almond sponge most certainly did. This of course had to be accompanied with an espresso, so B decided to match me in the dessert and hot drink stakes. He opted for the cinamon "enriched" rice pudding and a white hot chocolate. If you are a hot chocolate fan I think that you should make haste to Tapa, eat a meal and then sit back and enjoy 'the best white hot chocolate' that B has ever had! It was made by melting real white chocolate into hot milk and then garnished with - wait for it - a flump! Hats off to who ever came up with that idea! But hey, I don't touch the stuff, I just sat watching, with envy, at B playing. I had my delicious sponge to console me. I was sooo full, but it was sooo good that I just had to finish it all, oh and B enjoyed his rice pudding, but I think that it fell to the way side due to the hot chocolate.
We had paid upfront for the voucher, but obviously we had to settle up for the desserts and the hot drinks. a fact that appeared to be more obvious to us than to the staff. Up until the end of the meal, Tapa was 'up there' in restaurant experiences, not only since I began this blog, but in recent memory. I have to say, that nothing went wrong, and it was not bad as such - but the chore of trying to get the attention of the staff when you want to pay is certainly a pet hate of mine. I owe you money - it is not really my responsibility to chase you to give it to you, if you don't want it... It is nice to be able to sit and digest your meal and not feel rushed but in this situation we were getting more and more full by the minute, and by the time about 30 of those minutes had gone by, I went to the bar to ask for our bill.
After we waddled home, we (I) went straight on to the website to work out the really cost of our bill. We got around £44 worth, including wine, but excluding the dessert etc. A bargin in deed. The real testament to this restaurant is that we would happily return and pay full price (and I think only order 5 dishes between 2). Also I think next time B would forgo his dessert and proceed directly to flump dipping!
So, Tapa it was then! I love tapas (true Spanish tapas that is, not just small dishes!) but I have been put off by La Tasca and other chain restaurants. I feel that these do not offer good value for money and I have to say that I have never really enjoyed myself there. We were already on to a winner with Tapa when it came to the value part thanks to groupon, but we were both pleasantly surprised by the portion sizes. In fact - tapas my ass - these were very close to meals in their own right! ("...well not quite" says B.) I know that the idea behind the vouchers would be to get new customers into the restaurant and hope that they will return, but part of me always assumes that there would be a catch i.e. cheaper dishes or smaller portions. However, from the moment we walked in we had excellent service and were treated like 'real' customers!
The menu is clearly divided into meat, fish and vegetable sections which makes it easy for you to ensure that you are going to end up with a nice mix of dishes. I think that is always wise to order a stew with chickpeas as part of my tapa so that there is a bit of sustenance. Patatas Bravas is a favourite too, but there is always a fight for this one, B is not so keen on chickpeas... Being the bargain hunter that I am, I made sure that we got our moneys worth and we ordered the most expensive dish at £7.50, a selection of air cured meat and Spanish cheese. This was not as large a portion as the others, which means quality over quantity - and a relief as we were getting full by this point! The staff were very good at clearing us space on the table as we ploughed through and at no point seemed to be hovering. As I have previously mentioned, I am not a dessert kind of gal, but, and there appears to always be a 'but', (adding no doubt to my butt) - I managed to squeeze one in. It is more of a can't resist if something grabs me, and the almond sponge most certainly did. This of course had to be accompanied with an espresso, so B decided to match me in the dessert and hot drink stakes. He opted for the cinamon "enriched" rice pudding and a white hot chocolate. If you are a hot chocolate fan I think that you should make haste to Tapa, eat a meal and then sit back and enjoy 'the best white hot chocolate' that B has ever had! It was made by melting real white chocolate into hot milk and then garnished with - wait for it - a flump! Hats off to who ever came up with that idea! But hey, I don't touch the stuff, I just sat watching, with envy, at B playing. I had my delicious sponge to console me. I was sooo full, but it was sooo good that I just had to finish it all, oh and B enjoyed his rice pudding, but I think that it fell to the way side due to the hot chocolate.
We had paid upfront for the voucher, but obviously we had to settle up for the desserts and the hot drinks. a fact that appeared to be more obvious to us than to the staff. Up until the end of the meal, Tapa was 'up there' in restaurant experiences, not only since I began this blog, but in recent memory. I have to say, that nothing went wrong, and it was not bad as such - but the chore of trying to get the attention of the staff when you want to pay is certainly a pet hate of mine. I owe you money - it is not really my responsibility to chase you to give it to you, if you don't want it... It is nice to be able to sit and digest your meal and not feel rushed but in this situation we were getting more and more full by the minute, and by the time about 30 of those minutes had gone by, I went to the bar to ask for our bill.
After we waddled home, we (I) went straight on to the website to work out the really cost of our bill. We got around £44 worth, including wine, but excluding the dessert etc. A bargin in deed. The real testament to this restaurant is that we would happily return and pay full price (and I think only order 5 dishes between 2). Also I think next time B would forgo his dessert and proceed directly to flump dipping!
Tuesday 19 October 2010
The Smoke Stack
I am sure that you are ravenous with anticipation for tales of my latest culinary expeditions! Since my last outing to McDonalds over 2 weeks ago, B and I have had to be careful with our pennies (as you know you can only have treats like that once in a while!) Having said that, we have still managed to fit in, along with a wedding, a couple of meals out. Last Sunday, we were hungry so we ate at Giuliano's. My family are big fans of this restaurant and I have had many enjoyable meals there, but it is such a large space, that I felt lonely with just B for company! There are waiters there that I have seen year after year, and I have to say, on this particular evening,they were not at their bubbliest which obviously did not help with the atmosphere. I think that working in Domenico's has really made me appreciate that smaller, more intimate restaurants are the way forward. They have a comfortable, more friendly vibe that you just don't get in larger places, unless you supply your own by bringing along your extended family. The food was alright, my only complaint was about my panzanella salad. B and I went to the food festival in Holyrood park in the summer and watched Mary Contini of Valvona and Crolla, make one and since then I have been wanting to try it out. Panzanella salad, is made up of stale bread with tomatoes, basil, oil and vinegar. It can have other bits, salad leaves, onion, olives etc but the main ingredient is bread. Not in Giuliano's, here I would agrue it was vinegar, followed by white onion and then lettuce. Four croutons do not constitute a panzanella salad! But, as with Garibaldi's, I didn't complain. I must try to be more honest when I am in a restaurant, as I am becoming uneasy with 'bitching' behind their backs. I ordered (what I thought was going to be) a carb based salad as I was having a very light seafood dish for my main, but at least, in practice, this ment I had room for my dessert - Giuliano's 'Crepe', a crepe (no really?!) with ice-cream and the piece de resistance - amaretto soaked strawberries Mmmmmmmmm!!!!! I am not a dessert person, I think 11 years of working for a certain high street confectioners may have taken care of my sugar cravings, but I always have room for this one, and thankfully it is always as good as I think it is. Unfortunately I cannot say that for the rest of the food we had that evening. It was fine, we entered hungry and left full - job done.
From a journey down memory lane, to a shot in the dark: The Smoke Stack. My mum and dad are currently eating burgers with Disney characters and are therefore going to miss my birthday, so on Wednesday we went out to celebrate. As usual, the challenge of finding a restaurant to satisfy all of our 'dietary' requirements was a struggle. B with his Mexican 'needs'; mum with her 'special' tastes and me - the food snob - thankfully balanced by my dad who will eat practically anything and be happy he has been fed! The Smoke Stack was somewhere that appeared to cover all these angles, and I was pleasantly surprised at how well they managed to do everything. The service was fantastic; friendly, casual and informed - although the waiter did underestimate my appetite - large portions my ass! (Not that they were small - there is just no such thing as too much good foor when it comes to me!) I had cullen skink followed by mussels, fries and a side salad. I would like to tell you what everyone else had to eat but I was far too interested in what was in front of me to notice. B had chilli and then fajitas, but I can work that out from the menu! I can vouch for the fact that everyone really enjoyed what they had. When we entered, the decor was simple, it kind of reminded me of Wagamama's but with soft furnishings and on a smaller, more intamate scale. The tables were long, and this restaurant would lend itself nicely to a large group. There are lots of places around the Broughton Street area that we end up eating, in the future I will be able to suggest, confidently, that we go to The Smoke Stack. I noticed that it also conveniently offers a pre-theatre menu.
B and I came across this restaurant when we were looking for a fish restaurant with suitable dishes for B who doesn't like fish. It is a slow and laborious process of google-ing and then individually checking the menus, thankfully B has more patience for this game than I do! Most of the time I get teasted by the prospect of beautiful seafood platters, scallops, mussels and lobster - just to get it rejected. In general when I see a restaurant with a menu so diverse, I am dubious about the likely hood of any of it being good. I also think that large menus begin to read like a pub menu and that can never be a good thing. The Smoke Stack was agreed on as I grew tired to looking for somewhere for us all to go. I am glad that I took the chance on this place, and it has reaffirmed that there are a plethora of good restaurants out there, and that breaking out of my comfort zone is a rewarding exercise! Writing this blog has driven me to find new places to go, and I am looking forward to revisiting some of them with our impending visitors.
However, the hours spent on the internet searching for places that capture our imagination is getting boring! If anyone has any suggestions of places that I should try out, preferably ones that they have heard good things about, let me know...
From a journey down memory lane, to a shot in the dark: The Smoke Stack. My mum and dad are currently eating burgers with Disney characters and are therefore going to miss my birthday, so on Wednesday we went out to celebrate. As usual, the challenge of finding a restaurant to satisfy all of our 'dietary' requirements was a struggle. B with his Mexican 'needs'; mum with her 'special' tastes and me - the food snob - thankfully balanced by my dad who will eat practically anything and be happy he has been fed! The Smoke Stack was somewhere that appeared to cover all these angles, and I was pleasantly surprised at how well they managed to do everything. The service was fantastic; friendly, casual and informed - although the waiter did underestimate my appetite - large portions my ass! (Not that they were small - there is just no such thing as too much good foor when it comes to me!) I had cullen skink followed by mussels, fries and a side salad. I would like to tell you what everyone else had to eat but I was far too interested in what was in front of me to notice. B had chilli and then fajitas, but I can work that out from the menu! I can vouch for the fact that everyone really enjoyed what they had. When we entered, the decor was simple, it kind of reminded me of Wagamama's but with soft furnishings and on a smaller, more intamate scale. The tables were long, and this restaurant would lend itself nicely to a large group. There are lots of places around the Broughton Street area that we end up eating, in the future I will be able to suggest, confidently, that we go to The Smoke Stack. I noticed that it also conveniently offers a pre-theatre menu.
B and I came across this restaurant when we were looking for a fish restaurant with suitable dishes for B who doesn't like fish. It is a slow and laborious process of google-ing and then individually checking the menus, thankfully B has more patience for this game than I do! Most of the time I get teasted by the prospect of beautiful seafood platters, scallops, mussels and lobster - just to get it rejected. In general when I see a restaurant with a menu so diverse, I am dubious about the likely hood of any of it being good. I also think that large menus begin to read like a pub menu and that can never be a good thing. The Smoke Stack was agreed on as I grew tired to looking for somewhere for us all to go. I am glad that I took the chance on this place, and it has reaffirmed that there are a plethora of good restaurants out there, and that breaking out of my comfort zone is a rewarding exercise! Writing this blog has driven me to find new places to go, and I am looking forward to revisiting some of them with our impending visitors.
However, the hours spent on the internet searching for places that capture our imagination is getting boring! If anyone has any suggestions of places that I should try out, preferably ones that they have heard good things about, let me know...
Tuesday 5 October 2010
The Lady Who Lunches...
This title perhaps makes my life sound a bit more sophisticated than it is, but it is in fact a truism that at least 6 days out of 7, I eat my lunch in a restaurant. The figures are somewhat skewed by the fact that I work in a restaurant and get fed at the end of each lunch shift! However, there has been a sprinkling of other places I've visited that I feel I should group together as I can't really justify drawing out reviews of sandwiches!
At the end of summer, when I had been back in Edinburgh for about 2 weeks, I met a friend for lunch at Tigerlily, a very pink 'boutique hotel' on George Street is full of pretentious places for a certain type of person and despite my love of cocktails, I do not feel that I completely fit into this scene. As I am game for anything now, and I have to say, encouraged by my friend's money off voucher, we took our seats in a very large, but fairly empty dining area. The menu was small, and as I discovered when our food arrived - over priced. Had we not had the voucher, I would be asking which sparkly light or glass baubley bit I had just bought shares in! I have just looked at the 'Day Menu' that is on line at the moment and I do not think that the prices are the same as we (would have) paid - I can only blame the festival... To explain my moaning, I ordered a salad with halloumi, sun blush tomatoes and kalamata olives for £7.95. It duly arrived; a couple of thin slices of halloumi on a not so large pile of mixed leaves with a couple of olives, and a couple of tomatoes. Maybe I was spoilt by food like this being pretty much a staple in Brighton, but I think that this was a fairly expensive salad! It was lovely, don't get me wrong, I often have something similar at home, just on a slightly larger scale. I (thankfully) ordered a side of edamame beans with prosciutto; at £3.50, I also found it quite expensive - but divine! My friend who was slightly hung-over and in need of stodge (so perhaps in the wrong place) ordered a burger that I think was around the £9 mark. I don't know if it is just me but I have very strong feelings about 'high end' burgers. We all know that it is a burger, the waiting staff, the kitchen staff and most definately the person who ordered it. The rectangular platter, leaving the top off and putting the chips in a ceramic cup does not detract from the fact that it is a burger and chips! Fancy presentation can not be the only reason for the extreme prices, can it... If it was a huge burger and a generous portion of chips, perhaps the whole thing would have been easier to swallow! The glasses of Prosecco with a dash of rose liquor (serious amounts of pink in this place!) did, however, help us on our way!
When it has been my choice of lunch venue, I have opted for The Keniworth on Rose Street. There is no pretension in this venue at all, it is a traditional pub, selling traditional Scottish pub food and it won my heart due to the size of the chunks of cheese on the ploughman's! While up visiting, B and I happened upon it one afternoon and we were both very happy with our lot, it was difficult to choose, so we had to go back. I have been here a couple of times since I have moved up, including a Sunday lunch with Adam and co. All the food that I have had there, I have enjoyed, creamy and filling Cullen Skink and good old haggis, neeps and tatties - all reasonably priced. I think that amongst the millions of bars and restaurants on Rose Street, it is handy to have a tried and tested friend, and this really is the type of place I can imagine myself taking respite from the harsh Scottish winter! It will also be a wee gem when B's parents and grandparents visit.
There have been a few really nice Saturdays lately, and my shifts have worked out to allow B and I to spend the day together i.e. go for lunch. Urban Angel is another place suggested by Urban Spon and we had been wanting to go there for a while. The ethos of the company is all about organic produce, something that is very common in Brighton, but that does not appear to be so prevalent in Edinburgh. The menu offered a nice selection of healthy sounding meze style small plates and then sandwiches etc. The food was good, but again expensive. I had a falafel flatbread sandwich with raita and chilli jam for £8.95. No accompaniment, no chips, crisps, salad - not even a garnish. B had a sun blush tomato and goats cheese gallette, with a really nice quinoa salad. The food was tasty and nutritious, I may go back there in the future, but it was strange to pay so much for the novelty of something that used to be part of my everyday life down south. I also would make sure that I had a lot of time on my hands! I am new to the waiting profession, I do not claim to be the best, but the staff in Urban Angel were useless! There was a couple beside us who had to wait 20 minutes for a drink and there was a fair amount of waiting for us, including the worst kind: waiting for the bill! (I do have to say that I have also been to the deli and found this to be fantastic, especially the cucumber, apple and lemon juice!)
I always try to think about my experiences in restaurants, the good and the bad from waiting staff, and create a good experience for my customers, I hope that I achieve this most of the time! I also get to be a customer in Cafe Domenico on a daily basis. Having been there for 7 weeks now, I am working my way through the menu! I have had loads of the house favourite Spicy Sausage pasta, and by loads, I mean loads! This is the ready made take-away pasta and there are sometimes leftovers that just have to be eaten... All of the food that I have tasted has been fantastic. It is a testimony to the quality of the food that I have not yet had enough pasta to last me a lifetime! Adam, B, my mum, dad and aunty have all visited the restaurant and have loved it - and I do not think they are being biased as nightly I hear customers echoing their opinions. Last Friday, I got treated to Spaghetti Al Mare - a fabulous seafood dish, I would happily bankrupt the restaurant having this for lunch everyday.
My lunching has not always been so indulgent... B and I tried out in infamous Jimmy Chung's, a Chinese buffet restaurant that is almost an Edinburgh institution for whatever reason. Adam and I are not above our dirty food binges but I do not think that this place will satisfy! I would certainly be hesitant about returning to eat chicken 100 ways! It gets worse; after aiming for a pub lunch on Sunday after a walk around Arthur's Seat, B and I ended up in McDonalds. Enough said. Apart from - the Big Mac has seriously shrunk.
At the end of summer, when I had been back in Edinburgh for about 2 weeks, I met a friend for lunch at Tigerlily, a very pink 'boutique hotel' on George Street is full of pretentious places for a certain type of person and despite my love of cocktails, I do not feel that I completely fit into this scene. As I am game for anything now, and I have to say, encouraged by my friend's money off voucher, we took our seats in a very large, but fairly empty dining area. The menu was small, and as I discovered when our food arrived - over priced. Had we not had the voucher, I would be asking which sparkly light or glass baubley bit I had just bought shares in! I have just looked at the 'Day Menu' that is on line at the moment and I do not think that the prices are the same as we (would have) paid - I can only blame the festival... To explain my moaning, I ordered a salad with halloumi, sun blush tomatoes and kalamata olives for £7.95. It duly arrived; a couple of thin slices of halloumi on a not so large pile of mixed leaves with a couple of olives, and a couple of tomatoes. Maybe I was spoilt by food like this being pretty much a staple in Brighton, but I think that this was a fairly expensive salad! It was lovely, don't get me wrong, I often have something similar at home, just on a slightly larger scale. I (thankfully) ordered a side of edamame beans with prosciutto; at £3.50, I also found it quite expensive - but divine! My friend who was slightly hung-over and in need of stodge (so perhaps in the wrong place) ordered a burger that I think was around the £9 mark. I don't know if it is just me but I have very strong feelings about 'high end' burgers. We all know that it is a burger, the waiting staff, the kitchen staff and most definately the person who ordered it. The rectangular platter, leaving the top off and putting the chips in a ceramic cup does not detract from the fact that it is a burger and chips! Fancy presentation can not be the only reason for the extreme prices, can it... If it was a huge burger and a generous portion of chips, perhaps the whole thing would have been easier to swallow! The glasses of Prosecco with a dash of rose liquor (serious amounts of pink in this place!) did, however, help us on our way!
When it has been my choice of lunch venue, I have opted for The Keniworth on Rose Street. There is no pretension in this venue at all, it is a traditional pub, selling traditional Scottish pub food and it won my heart due to the size of the chunks of cheese on the ploughman's! While up visiting, B and I happened upon it one afternoon and we were both very happy with our lot, it was difficult to choose, so we had to go back. I have been here a couple of times since I have moved up, including a Sunday lunch with Adam and co. All the food that I have had there, I have enjoyed, creamy and filling Cullen Skink and good old haggis, neeps and tatties - all reasonably priced. I think that amongst the millions of bars and restaurants on Rose Street, it is handy to have a tried and tested friend, and this really is the type of place I can imagine myself taking respite from the harsh Scottish winter! It will also be a wee gem when B's parents and grandparents visit.
There have been a few really nice Saturdays lately, and my shifts have worked out to allow B and I to spend the day together i.e. go for lunch. Urban Angel is another place suggested by Urban Spon and we had been wanting to go there for a while. The ethos of the company is all about organic produce, something that is very common in Brighton, but that does not appear to be so prevalent in Edinburgh. The menu offered a nice selection of healthy sounding meze style small plates and then sandwiches etc. The food was good, but again expensive. I had a falafel flatbread sandwich with raita and chilli jam for £8.95. No accompaniment, no chips, crisps, salad - not even a garnish. B had a sun blush tomato and goats cheese gallette, with a really nice quinoa salad. The food was tasty and nutritious, I may go back there in the future, but it was strange to pay so much for the novelty of something that used to be part of my everyday life down south. I also would make sure that I had a lot of time on my hands! I am new to the waiting profession, I do not claim to be the best, but the staff in Urban Angel were useless! There was a couple beside us who had to wait 20 minutes for a drink and there was a fair amount of waiting for us, including the worst kind: waiting for the bill! (I do have to say that I have also been to the deli and found this to be fantastic, especially the cucumber, apple and lemon juice!)
I always try to think about my experiences in restaurants, the good and the bad from waiting staff, and create a good experience for my customers, I hope that I achieve this most of the time! I also get to be a customer in Cafe Domenico on a daily basis. Having been there for 7 weeks now, I am working my way through the menu! I have had loads of the house favourite Spicy Sausage pasta, and by loads, I mean loads! This is the ready made take-away pasta and there are sometimes leftovers that just have to be eaten... All of the food that I have tasted has been fantastic. It is a testimony to the quality of the food that I have not yet had enough pasta to last me a lifetime! Adam, B, my mum, dad and aunty have all visited the restaurant and have loved it - and I do not think they are being biased as nightly I hear customers echoing their opinions. Last Friday, I got treated to Spaghetti Al Mare - a fabulous seafood dish, I would happily bankrupt the restaurant having this for lunch everyday.
My lunching has not always been so indulgent... B and I tried out in infamous Jimmy Chung's, a Chinese buffet restaurant that is almost an Edinburgh institution for whatever reason. Adam and I are not above our dirty food binges but I do not think that this place will satisfy! I would certainly be hesitant about returning to eat chicken 100 ways! It gets worse; after aiming for a pub lunch on Sunday after a walk around Arthur's Seat, B and I ended up in McDonalds. Enough said. Apart from - the Big Mac has seriously shrunk.
Monday 27 September 2010
Electric Circus and Le Sept
I went out for a friends hen night. I would like to say that I am the type of person that usually avoids such occasions, but I realised - this is the first I've been invited to, therefore, 100% attendance! After a rather short stint of playing Cinderella in the restaurant, I was allowed to go to the ball, well, to a karaoke bar. Electric Circus is a place that, I have to admit, I would never have entered off my own back - mainly due to the afore mentioned karaoke. It is weird that I have no idea of the reputations of the clubs and pubs in Edinburgh anymore. If I say I like somewhere I could be committing a massive social faux pas - but then Adam will not know either, so to hell with it! My name is Nicola Pym and I like Electric Circus. I do not like karaoke, but as these people are kept segregated, much like the smokers, everyone's health is protected! There is some live cabaret, and a good mix of music (indie included) and I really wanted to dance! This opinion was formed on a very brief visit, but I would like to go back soon. The staff deserve a special mention as they are amazing! The hen night hit a 'snag' and they were really helpful, nice and supportive. This is certainly not the norm in my experience of the majority of club/pub staff! However, this is maybe more a comment on the type of establishments I frequent... (The night ended in my darling Citrus Club, swigging Red Stripe from the can and moshing with sweaty men!)
On the note of Electric Circus being a slightly more upmarket venue, they make a fabulous Old Fashioned! A perfection that is hard to find, especially in this type of place, when it can take up to 5 minutes to make. The perfect blend of sweet and bitter and finished of with the crowning glory of a cocktail cherry - perhaps not the purists choice of garnish - but... lets put it this way I have an obsession with all things cherry related! I will however, draw the line at having a cherry on my Guiness - however, I drink my Guiness through a straw so a cherry probably wouldn't bother me - hey - throw on an umbrella too! Lets party!
So, from one celebration to another: B's birthday. Believe it or not, we didn't go for Mexican! Le Sept was suggested by the Urban Spoon app on my phone, and although it wasn't my birthday, I was paying and, damn it, I wanted snails! It was a departure from the usual night of carnage at the Pav Tav (a first floor hole in Brighton) expected of a birthday, but I think B had a good time. We learned from our experiences with reviews regarding Garibaldi, so we approached the restaurant with no further expections than those formed from a look at the menu. Thankfully we had booked, as despite it being a Sunday - it was packed. The poor staff (my brethren!) were rushed off their feet, but remained upbeat at all times, and ok, we had to ask for the dessert menu a few times but it just allowed us to digest our mains. There is nothing worse than having your plate cleared with one hand and the dessert menu thrust upon you with the other. The decor was simple but accessorised with French photographs and posters, which gave the restaurant a nice casual feel and the busyness gave a great buzz.
I didn't look at the wine menu as B and I arrived a few minutes later than my compulsively punctual parents. The only wine dilemma I had to face was white or red; mum or dad! Red was the order of the day, so dad and I had a bottle between us of the house - which was very nice, and mum had a half bottle of white, (again house!) which seemed to keep her happy. We were all able to ponder the menu for enough time to feel that we had chosen wisely. I had the escargots that I had been craving for a week! For my main course I had rabbit in white wine with dauphinoise potatoes - which, yeah is me!, the waiter complemented me on my choice of meal for being "very French"! Dad and B had the baked camembert and then beef daube and steak respectively. Mum had a crepe with ham and cheese followed by a rack of lamb. At this point I would like to point out that I could again see the microwave in the kitchen, however, there is no way that my mum's perfectly pink lamb and B's steak were 'zapped'.
Anthony Bourdain once travelled the world in search of the perfect meal, and rightly pointed out that it is not always exclusively to do with the food. I agree, ok, really bad food is going to sour the occasion, but a perfect meal (and I am not holding Le Sept in quite such high esteem) has a lot to do with the company. (Equally I am not quite putting my parents on that pedestal!) There were imperfections with the service, due to the busyness, but when the conversation and the wine are flowing it doesn't always matter. The food was good and I have to say that I really enjoyed my overall experience at Le Sept, and I think that goes unanimously.
I think that this would definitely be a contender for a meal with some visitors. It is French without the stuffy-ness that often accompanies a French restaurant. It may perhaps stray slightly from being truly authentic - but who cares? Not Adam, he was so poor during his stint in Paris that the closest he got to the French culinary experience was the Kronenburg that we had with our Big Macs! Also, I would like to point out that B was not denied his Mexican fix on his actual birthday, as we had a Mexican take-away. So I am a well behaved girlfriend after all!
On the note of Electric Circus being a slightly more upmarket venue, they make a fabulous Old Fashioned! A perfection that is hard to find, especially in this type of place, when it can take up to 5 minutes to make. The perfect blend of sweet and bitter and finished of with the crowning glory of a cocktail cherry - perhaps not the purists choice of garnish - but... lets put it this way I have an obsession with all things cherry related! I will however, draw the line at having a cherry on my Guiness - however, I drink my Guiness through a straw so a cherry probably wouldn't bother me - hey - throw on an umbrella too! Lets party!
So, from one celebration to another: B's birthday. Believe it or not, we didn't go for Mexican! Le Sept was suggested by the Urban Spoon app on my phone, and although it wasn't my birthday, I was paying and, damn it, I wanted snails! It was a departure from the usual night of carnage at the Pav Tav (a first floor hole in Brighton) expected of a birthday, but I think B had a good time. We learned from our experiences with reviews regarding Garibaldi, so we approached the restaurant with no further expections than those formed from a look at the menu. Thankfully we had booked, as despite it being a Sunday - it was packed. The poor staff (my brethren!) were rushed off their feet, but remained upbeat at all times, and ok, we had to ask for the dessert menu a few times but it just allowed us to digest our mains. There is nothing worse than having your plate cleared with one hand and the dessert menu thrust upon you with the other. The decor was simple but accessorised with French photographs and posters, which gave the restaurant a nice casual feel and the busyness gave a great buzz.
I didn't look at the wine menu as B and I arrived a few minutes later than my compulsively punctual parents. The only wine dilemma I had to face was white or red; mum or dad! Red was the order of the day, so dad and I had a bottle between us of the house - which was very nice, and mum had a half bottle of white, (again house!) which seemed to keep her happy. We were all able to ponder the menu for enough time to feel that we had chosen wisely. I had the escargots that I had been craving for a week! For my main course I had rabbit in white wine with dauphinoise potatoes - which, yeah is me!, the waiter complemented me on my choice of meal for being "very French"! Dad and B had the baked camembert and then beef daube and steak respectively. Mum had a crepe with ham and cheese followed by a rack of lamb. At this point I would like to point out that I could again see the microwave in the kitchen, however, there is no way that my mum's perfectly pink lamb and B's steak were 'zapped'.
Anthony Bourdain once travelled the world in search of the perfect meal, and rightly pointed out that it is not always exclusively to do with the food. I agree, ok, really bad food is going to sour the occasion, but a perfect meal (and I am not holding Le Sept in quite such high esteem) has a lot to do with the company. (Equally I am not quite putting my parents on that pedestal!) There were imperfections with the service, due to the busyness, but when the conversation and the wine are flowing it doesn't always matter. The food was good and I have to say that I really enjoyed my overall experience at Le Sept, and I think that goes unanimously.
I think that this would definitely be a contender for a meal with some visitors. It is French without the stuffy-ness that often accompanies a French restaurant. It may perhaps stray slightly from being truly authentic - but who cares? Not Adam, he was so poor during his stint in Paris that the closest he got to the French culinary experience was the Kronenburg that we had with our Big Macs! Also, I would like to point out that B was not denied his Mexican fix on his actual birthday, as we had a Mexican take-away. So I am a well behaved girlfriend after all!
Friday 17 September 2010
International Starters
Mum is fussy about her food, nothing too spicy (Indian food makes her drunk apparently!) Dad and I will literally eat anything and everything and B, as always, was on a quest for nachos... Where better than International Starters. The usual truism of 'Jack of all trades, master of none' need not apply to here, and lets face it - where else can you indulge in crisps from around the world (tortila chips, popadoms, prawn crackers) and call it dinner?! There are many different styles of Tapas restaurants around these days; I read an article once acusing owners of using it as a trick to get more money from the customers. Perhaps we do spend more than we would normally, and invariably there is always too much food as the last dish turns up to polite smiles and stifled groans. But, I personally enjoy tasting lots of different dishes - order unwisely in a normal restaurant and you are stuck, at least here you are almost guarenteed to leave with a smile and a stuffed tummy!
I have been here to International Starters a few times before and I have enjoyed it everytime. My particular favourite dish is the crispy haggis parcels, these are served hot with a whisky and mustard sauce that just works so well and adds just the right amount of sweet to the intense savoury of the haggis. I could eat solely from the Scottish section of the menu and be a happy girl; prawns and mussels and salmon, oh my! The Americas, Mediteranian and Asian sections offer up sooo many delights - it is difficult to choose. Lets not even get started on the platters for sharing, they could cause a family feud - well Dad and I would certaily
fight over the scallops au gratin! I am looking at the menu now online and I am very nearly making my way down there... However the recipes are available on the website for some of the more popular dishes - a fantastically confident and friendly touch, so I may have a go at making my own 'Goan Discovery'!
As much as I like this restaurant, I think that it is one that should be saved for large groups; for those true family moments. (Simply to make sure that you get a taste of everything on the menu!) It is a fantastic concept, and it is not over complicated by the setting, which is simple and fuss free. As a night out destination though, it is a wee bit out of the way as it is not in the centre of Edinburgh. But, I am still getting to know the North-East side of the city, and Leith still remains practically unknown to me. Maybe if Adam has an early train to catch the next day and we fancied a quieter night... or a pub crawl on the way home!
I have been here to International Starters a few times before and I have enjoyed it everytime. My particular favourite dish is the crispy haggis parcels, these are served hot with a whisky and mustard sauce that just works so well and adds just the right amount of sweet to the intense savoury of the haggis. I could eat solely from the Scottish section of the menu and be a happy girl; prawns and mussels and salmon, oh my! The Americas, Mediteranian and Asian sections offer up sooo many delights - it is difficult to choose. Lets not even get started on the platters for sharing, they could cause a family feud - well Dad and I would certaily
fight over the scallops au gratin! I am looking at the menu now online and I am very nearly making my way down there... However the recipes are available on the website for some of the more popular dishes - a fantastically confident and friendly touch, so I may have a go at making my own 'Goan Discovery'!
As much as I like this restaurant, I think that it is one that should be saved for large groups; for those true family moments. (Simply to make sure that you get a taste of everything on the menu!) It is a fantastic concept, and it is not over complicated by the setting, which is simple and fuss free. As a night out destination though, it is a wee bit out of the way as it is not in the centre of Edinburgh. But, I am still getting to know the North-East side of the city, and Leith still remains practically unknown to me. Maybe if Adam has an early train to catch the next day and we fancied a quieter night... or a pub crawl on the way home!
Sunday 12 September 2010
Garibaldi
Lets face it, most restaurants use microwaves. (I hesitate to say 'all' as I still have some faith!) But going to a restaurant is like watching a play, there has to be a suspension of disbelief for the illusion to be created and the experience to be fully enjoyed. I love the 'theatre' created by kitchens that are open for the diners to view. For me, it gives me a glimpse of the professional kitchen I long to work in, and gives me faith in the hygiene practises as they are there on display. However, the other night in Garaboldi, when the waiter said our mains wouldn't be long, I could verify this fact by looking at the microwave timer! If I wanted a microwave meal (which NEVER do!) I would have stayed at home. (Or gone to my mums!)
So another Monday, another internet browsing session! B and I both love our Mexican food, B especially! A big consideration in our move was the number of Mexicans restaurants in Edinburgh - a massive step up from the choice of 1 in Brighton! I have visited many of the ones in Edinburgh over the years and I have decided I prefer Viva Mexico on Cockburn Street, so when we came across a review of Garibaldi which compared it favourably with it - I was hopeful. There were lots of reviews mentioning good, authentic food and fabulous cocktails - perfect! In the back of my mind was the one bad review - "avoid at all costs" - everywhere has at least one poor review though, a girl could go hungry looking for somewhere with a perfect record! Oh how I wish I had taken heed!
As promised by the bad review, we were met by a pungent smell of detergent - there is a fine line between clean and toilet! But, Garibaldi is also a club, so I suppose the over-powering smell of clean is better than stale sweat, beer and vomit! The seats are covered in a bright and Mexican looking fabric - which is covered with 'authentic' plastic, obviously to protect from the afore mentioned sweat, beer and vomit! You know what, I am not a snob - I can accept practicality in multi-purpose venues, and I kind of feel bad laying into it in such a big way BUT there were 'bacon bits' on my stuffed potato skins. This is unacceptable! If you say bacon on the menu - I expect the bacon to be meat based and not a fake 'salad sprinkle' substitute! They could have used bits of Frazzles - at least they would have tasted better! So starter done, the waiter came to clear our table... well not quite! We were asked to keep our dirty cutlery, apparently a "French thing", well not to my knowledge, and even if it is, we are in a Mexican restaurant in Scotland sooooo.......???!!!
Our mains were fine, standard tex-mex cheesey, tomatoey tortilla based stuff. B's was a tad on the small side, so being the fabulous person that I am - I shared! (Perhaps that is more of a comment on the food than me!) We didn't hang around long enough to find out if we were expected to use our knife and fork again for dessert, and in all we were in and out in under an hour! Oh the table turning powers of microwave cooking - although with just one other table in use - I can't see that being of any benefit! It wasn't even worth hanging around for the cocktails - they had a extensive collection of spirits - but the cocktail menu was full of gimiky drinks served in one-size fits all glasses and garnished garishly! This translates as no Old Fashioned! Oh well.
This restaurant does not have its own website, so therefore it is not directly responsible for the claims of greatness and authenticity. I do not understand why there are some who rate this restaurant so highly! I am not an expert of Mexican cuisine, but I think I know the difference between a Mexican restaurant serving chervice and other seafood dishes; meat dishes and refried beans that still have the texture of beans and a tex-mex restaurant serving microwaved fast food! The clue to the authenticity is there in the the name of the restaurant: 'Garibaldi', the famous Italian milatry and political figure, or the small flat biscuit with raisins, which I will be eating instead of dinner the night I am ever asked to return to this place!
We all have a bad restaurant experience at some point - one thing that I am thankful for is that they only help to increase the appreciation of the good experiences! For some reason though, Adam and I have poor luck when it comes to Mexicans - I think that I will play it safe with him and go to Viva Mexico!
So another Monday, another internet browsing session! B and I both love our Mexican food, B especially! A big consideration in our move was the number of Mexicans restaurants in Edinburgh - a massive step up from the choice of 1 in Brighton! I have visited many of the ones in Edinburgh over the years and I have decided I prefer Viva Mexico on Cockburn Street, so when we came across a review of Garibaldi which compared it favourably with it - I was hopeful. There were lots of reviews mentioning good, authentic food and fabulous cocktails - perfect! In the back of my mind was the one bad review - "avoid at all costs" - everywhere has at least one poor review though, a girl could go hungry looking for somewhere with a perfect record! Oh how I wish I had taken heed!
As promised by the bad review, we were met by a pungent smell of detergent - there is a fine line between clean and toilet! But, Garibaldi is also a club, so I suppose the over-powering smell of clean is better than stale sweat, beer and vomit! The seats are covered in a bright and Mexican looking fabric - which is covered with 'authentic' plastic, obviously to protect from the afore mentioned sweat, beer and vomit! You know what, I am not a snob - I can accept practicality in multi-purpose venues, and I kind of feel bad laying into it in such a big way BUT there were 'bacon bits' on my stuffed potato skins. This is unacceptable! If you say bacon on the menu - I expect the bacon to be meat based and not a fake 'salad sprinkle' substitute! They could have used bits of Frazzles - at least they would have tasted better! So starter done, the waiter came to clear our table... well not quite! We were asked to keep our dirty cutlery, apparently a "French thing", well not to my knowledge, and even if it is, we are in a Mexican restaurant in Scotland sooooo.......???!!!
Our mains were fine, standard tex-mex cheesey, tomatoey tortilla based stuff. B's was a tad on the small side, so being the fabulous person that I am - I shared! (Perhaps that is more of a comment on the food than me!) We didn't hang around long enough to find out if we were expected to use our knife and fork again for dessert, and in all we were in and out in under an hour! Oh the table turning powers of microwave cooking - although with just one other table in use - I can't see that being of any benefit! It wasn't even worth hanging around for the cocktails - they had a extensive collection of spirits - but the cocktail menu was full of gimiky drinks served in one-size fits all glasses and garnished garishly! This translates as no Old Fashioned! Oh well.
This restaurant does not have its own website, so therefore it is not directly responsible for the claims of greatness and authenticity. I do not understand why there are some who rate this restaurant so highly! I am not an expert of Mexican cuisine, but I think I know the difference between a Mexican restaurant serving chervice and other seafood dishes; meat dishes and refried beans that still have the texture of beans and a tex-mex restaurant serving microwaved fast food! The clue to the authenticity is there in the the name of the restaurant: 'Garibaldi', the famous Italian milatry and political figure, or the small flat biscuit with raisins, which I will be eating instead of dinner the night I am ever asked to return to this place!
We all have a bad restaurant experience at some point - one thing that I am thankful for is that they only help to increase the appreciation of the good experiences! For some reason though, Adam and I have poor luck when it comes to Mexicans - I think that I will play it safe with him and go to Viva Mexico!
Monday 6 September 2010
The Voodoo Rooms
First and foremost I suppose I must admit this is an exercise in vanity. I aim to search out wonderful and good value places to eat fantastic food and drink well mixed cocktails and then write about my experiences - which assumes that there are people who want to read about my opinion on this subject!
As this is my first post, I will flatter my vanity further and explain a bit about myself... I love to eat out and I enjoy going for cocktails - but dont get me wrong - I am not a high flying rich girl! While in Brighton I was a manager of a small high street store, but I have since decided that I want to follow a life in the catering industry. Through a friend I have found myself working in a lovely Italian deli/ restaurant in Leith. I have absolutely no waitressing experience - so I am learning as I go! I would like to take this opportunity to take my hat off to all waiting staff who never get enough respect - it is a hard job! It is really difficult to remember everything, and to make sure that you have enough information to answer all the questions that customers throw at you!
So, this is coming towards the end of my first 4 weeks back in Edinburgh. I am loving being in my home city and I am just about settling down. My boyfriend, B, and I have managed to get out and about a wee bit, but I am finding it difficult to break out of my comfort zone of the usual suspects that I have frequented throughout my visits to my parents.
Last Monday night was spent infront of the laptop trying to find somewhere different to go - but it is ALWAYS a gamble. What is it that makes us take that chance? I certainly dont know, but I have to admit that along with a huge amount of hunger and a loss of pateince; I was swayed by the design of a randomly found website! B and I found ourselves eating in The Voodoo Rooms on West Register Street. The menu is varied and the prices seemed reasonable - plus they do cocktails! The decor of the place is fabulously gothic and styled, and the clientel pleasantly mixed. We sat in the dining room and shared a platter with various bits and bobs including a fabulous goats cheese crostini and a yummy garlic and chilli mayo for the chips. Without fail, B had the most Mexican orientated meal from the specials board. I had an Italian sausage, bean and olive stew, which was very flavoursome. The portions were on the small side, and the prices high for them, but larger portions would mean our bill would have been larger too! We were able to access a bit of style for a price we were willing to pay and left nicely full but not bloated.
The cocktail menu was fairly extensive but without the usual suspects - no Old Fashioned! I had a drink with the word cherry in the name and thought I'd be into a sure thing... hmmm. The most questionable concoction has to be Irn Bru and Campari - someone must like it for it to make it onto the menu! The tap water was served as standard and was flavoured with mint and cucumber, it was lovely and refreshing. (Yes, I am this excited about tap water!)
I would visit here again for drinks (despite the mark-up, I may even order the Space Raiders from the bar snack menu) but I dont think that I would eat here again. Not that there is anything wrong with the food it is just that I was not blown away and there was no stand out dish that I will crave. The Voodoo Rooms is somewhere that looks good, and will be an interesting place to take my friends from Brighton and London, but there is perhaps only a wee step up from Frankensteins!
Well I guess all that is left to do is to press publish, which I am a bit nervous about!
As this is my first post, I will flatter my vanity further and explain a bit about myself... I love to eat out and I enjoy going for cocktails - but dont get me wrong - I am not a high flying rich girl! While in Brighton I was a manager of a small high street store, but I have since decided that I want to follow a life in the catering industry. Through a friend I have found myself working in a lovely Italian deli/ restaurant in Leith. I have absolutely no waitressing experience - so I am learning as I go! I would like to take this opportunity to take my hat off to all waiting staff who never get enough respect - it is a hard job! It is really difficult to remember everything, and to make sure that you have enough information to answer all the questions that customers throw at you!
So, this is coming towards the end of my first 4 weeks back in Edinburgh. I am loving being in my home city and I am just about settling down. My boyfriend, B, and I have managed to get out and about a wee bit, but I am finding it difficult to break out of my comfort zone of the usual suspects that I have frequented throughout my visits to my parents.
Last Monday night was spent infront of the laptop trying to find somewhere different to go - but it is ALWAYS a gamble. What is it that makes us take that chance? I certainly dont know, but I have to admit that along with a huge amount of hunger and a loss of pateince; I was swayed by the design of a randomly found website! B and I found ourselves eating in The Voodoo Rooms on West Register Street. The menu is varied and the prices seemed reasonable - plus they do cocktails! The decor of the place is fabulously gothic and styled, and the clientel pleasantly mixed. We sat in the dining room and shared a platter with various bits and bobs including a fabulous goats cheese crostini and a yummy garlic and chilli mayo for the chips. Without fail, B had the most Mexican orientated meal from the specials board. I had an Italian sausage, bean and olive stew, which was very flavoursome. The portions were on the small side, and the prices high for them, but larger portions would mean our bill would have been larger too! We were able to access a bit of style for a price we were willing to pay and left nicely full but not bloated.
The cocktail menu was fairly extensive but without the usual suspects - no Old Fashioned! I had a drink with the word cherry in the name and thought I'd be into a sure thing... hmmm. The most questionable concoction has to be Irn Bru and Campari - someone must like it for it to make it onto the menu! The tap water was served as standard and was flavoured with mint and cucumber, it was lovely and refreshing. (Yes, I am this excited about tap water!)
I would visit here again for drinks (despite the mark-up, I may even order the Space Raiders from the bar snack menu) but I dont think that I would eat here again. Not that there is anything wrong with the food it is just that I was not blown away and there was no stand out dish that I will crave. The Voodoo Rooms is somewhere that looks good, and will be an interesting place to take my friends from Brighton and London, but there is perhaps only a wee step up from Frankensteins!
Well I guess all that is left to do is to press publish, which I am a bit nervous about!
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