There’s something so quaint about gastropubs. Usually out of the way, nestled in far flung countryside with lush rolling greenery to traverse, yup, my ideal luncheon spot would be a lovely gastropub. I visited The Malt in the historic village of Aston-on-Trent, Derbyshire last week which of course took me through the prerequisite countryside drive. The exterior is wondrous…
What are bank holidays for, but to loll around watching a plethora of vacuous daytime TV interspersed with a trip to your local gastro-pub? I had to satisfy my foodie need to check out a place that has been on my radar since last year, and so it was on Good Friday that I eventually found myself Quarndon bound for…
When the weather isn’t clement, I hardly want to venture out. I think it’s a comfortable foodie thing. Seriously, I can be as stubborn as a mule when it comes to leaving the house on a dull grey day, when all I want to do is lounge in my snuggly jim-jams catching up on my beloved Saturday Kitchen. It was…