A Very Edinburgh Story
When I was a boy, that is roughly thirty years ago, expelled from school and cast from my parents’ favour, I got a job as a pot washer in Bell’s Diner, a real burger joint, long before the current craze, run by the gorgeous hippy Bill Allan. He and it are still around. The restaurant world in Edinburgh at that time was full of ambition and ... more
There's nothing to eat
Next time you look in the fridge and think it's empty, look again. Tonight for dinner, spaghetti con gamberi e pesto ricotta salata. Anyone hungry yet?
As a restaurateur one is subject to reviews. It was bad enough in the days when one only had to fear the crapulous pundits of print casting their judgement after a long and liquid lunch. ...
Olive oil is like coffee, tea and flour, when you taste the best, nothing compares. It’s easy to understand how this liquid sun was the basis for the fine unguents of ancient history. Used ...