All posts tagged: chicken

A super lunch at the Staunton Arms, Vale of Belvoir.

Just had a fabulous pub lunch and felt the need to share the joy. This is a not a Sunday Lunch you understand – as that’s a whole other kettle of fish, as you know. In fact it was a Wednesday lunch and bloody good too. We drove out to the delightful Staunton Arms in the beautiful Vale of Belvoir, we drove out because I can’t imagine there is really any other way to get there, I didn’t spot a bus, but one might exist. The Staunton Arms is certainly rural. I was recommended to try this – always a risk I find – but I was not disappointed. It is a 200 year old pub in a listed building in a small, what would you call it? probably hamlet rather than village, surrounded by rolling countryside. The weather was kind to us and we sat outside. It was busy, we only just found a parking space so full was it and I am glad we made reservations as the place was bustling (in a good …

Chicken Gyros, my version

I love a good gyro, they put me in mind of the so many wonderful, heady Greek and Cypriot holidays of my youth. I’m always at the front of the queue at the gyros stand at food markets and fairs (chuntering about the entry price usually). So, here’s my simple recipe (well if you buy the flatbreads or pitta rather than make your own, its simple) for a chicken version, as requested via my Twitterfam. No photo of the finished delight as we ate them and forgot to photograph them (blogging schoolboy error, there). All the amounts are only guides as I basically just threw the spices in. This works really well on the bbq as well. Ingredients: – 8 boneless, skinless chicken thighs (sliced lengthways into thirds) For the marinade:- 4 tablespoons olive oil then according to taste, (roughly twice the amount as the other spices though) dried oregano, then ground cumin, coriander (dried or fresh), sweet paprika, small bunch of chopped fresh mint, zest and juice 1 lemon, 4 crushed garlic cloves, pinch of cayenne, generous seasoning with …

My day out with the “Snobby Butcher”

Sharing a version of my Great Food Club article on one of Nottingham’s most famous (possibly infamous) Butchers.. “So, what have you got on today, mum?” “Well, I am going to have breakfast with a Master Butcher and then meet his pigs.” “Cool, see ya.” That was kind of how my day with the award-winning Johnny Pusztai, the Master Butcher of Nottingham’s Mansfield Road, started. You know how sometimes you come across a place and you think “how come I never knew how amazing this was?” That was how I felt when I stepped inside the unprepossessing J.T. Beedham’s (Johnny’s butcher’s shop) on a damp January morning. Beedham’s, has been selling quality meats on the Mansfield Road in Sherwood since 1884, and the small shopfront nestled between cafes, pubs, healthfood shops and delis is the front for an Aladdin’s cave of butchery, smoking, curing and drying that makes the most of all the nooks, crannies, cellars and yard of this turn-of-the-century building. You need to visit somewhere like Beedham’s to remind yourself what real butchers …