The Marram Grass, Anglesey

When I was younger my family owned a caravan, not far from Weston-super-Mare. For a few weeks each year, we’d stay and tear off to the nearby beach to paddle and play for hours each day. Good times. But they’re not times I remember for any great culinary moments. Eating joy was limited to a speckled scoop of mint choc chip from the newsagent next-door or to an occasional barbecue when the weather held long enough. Continue reading


Turl Street Kitchen, Oxford

A few weeks ago a colleague at work asked if I could recommend somewhere to eat in Oxford. Easy, I thought. I had grown up there and had a few favourites. Turf Tavern, I replied instantly, as I’m yet to find anybody who isn’t slayed by its quintessential charm. No good, you couldn’t book. The Living Room, I suggested next, remembering a great birthday meal with cheap cocktails. Nope, no longer there. Neither was The Big Bang (terrific, I don’t why it left). Suddenly, my knowledge of inner-Oxford eateries was looking shakier than a nervous undergraduate about to sit their finals. Continue reading

The Salutation Inn – a lesson in simplicity

“Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication” Leonardo da Vinci

The small, sleepy Gloucestershire town of Berkeley, a stone’s throw from the River Severn, is famous for being the birth place of Edward Jenner – the illustrious scientist who discovered the cure to smallpox. But in Ham, a small village just down the road, there is an even better cure. A pub that is the antidote to the pretentious, bland and soulless gastro-pubs that punctuate every high street.  Continue reading