All posts tagged: restaurant

Poke at Black Roe, Mayfair

Well, I won a Twitter competition. I have won a few things on Twitter, a couple of books, some vouchers. This time I won the opportunity to join Black Roe in London’s Mayfair for a tasting evening. So, here’s the thing, I wasn’t able to attend on the evening due to a family illness so I thanked Black Roe and suggested they offer the prize to someone else. They didn’t take me up on that but instead offered us a complementary meal in April. And so it was that we headed to London last week for a bit of shopping, to check out my Daughter’s work placement, mooch around Borough Market and enjoy lunch at Black Roe. A big, big, thankyou to Black Roe for generously extending the prize to include all 3 of us. Black Roe is a Poke restaurant (no, I didn’t know either…. it is pronounced “pokey” btw). Poke is a traditional Hawaiian raw fish salad and Black Roe has its own dedicated Poke bar where the chef prepares the fish from …

A bit Souless at Soulville

If you had chance to take a look at my post on the Curious Manor, you will understand why we found ourselves on a cold February lunchtime in Nottingham city centre with nowhere for Sunday Lunch. Everywhere we wanted to eat (unsurprisingly) at 1pm on Sunday was full and had waits of up to or over an hour. It is fabulous that the city centre restaurant offer is so busy on a Sunday, and is testimony to how exciting the food offer is….but we took little satisfaction from that as I was a) seething from the Curious Manor incident and b) starving So, we pitched up to the Soulville Steakhouse, who could take us there and then as walk-ins. I think there are two of these Steakhouses  – one in Chesterfield (which it dawned on me we had actually eaten at on some family occasion several years ago) and one in Nottingham. What can I say? we were grateful for somewhere warm and we were starving. The very friendly and helpful staff showed us upstairs …

Wearing my Invisibility Cloak to the Curious Manor

I don’t like to take to my blog to complain about places without having given the offending bar, restaurant, shop etc the chance to put things right. When I got home from town a couple of weeks ago, I was so furious at my treatment at the Curious Manor that I was prepared to make an exception. I sat down and wrote a long, detailed, and no holds barred post on what happened. Having reached a certain age (and this is relevant given that my “certain age” no doubt accounted in no small part for the service I received) I have learnt that it is usually wise to sleep on such posts/emails etc before sending and, as, since then, The Curious Manor has apologised for the service I received, tell me they have spoken to the member of staff involved and have offered to make amends, I have, on reflection decided not to post my original draft. But, as it something of an apocryphal tale, about women, age, rudeness, customer service and moments in time …

Calling Time on Ginza – at breakneck speed

The Ginza Teppanyaki on the Mansfield Road in Nottingham has been a feature of the City’s restaurant landscape for, I reckon, the better part of quarter of a century. I have certainly visited many, many times over the last 20 years. It is the city’s only Teppanyaki (where the food is cooked in front of you by your own dedicated chef) and in its early days, when the food offer locally was, well, pretty limited by today’s standards, a visit to Ginza was something of a special occasion, wonderful fresh food (about the only place you saw your lobster live before being cooked) and the spectacle of your own chef juggling eggs and flambéing your steaks in front of you was something to behold. Alas, nothing much as changed over all those years, and yet everything has. It is a couple of years since we last visited but we pitched up last Saturday for a 6pm booking. Ginza is not a cheap night out, it never was, but the spectacle, theatre and ambience made it …

Zaap, Nottingham, again

My first experience of Zaap was a bit mixed and the team kindly offered us a couple of vouchers to use on our next visit in recompense. We appreciated the gesture and so last Sunday, abandoned the traditional Sunday lunch and went a bit street food instead, and this time we were really glad we did. The place was packed and the lively, chaotic décor, designed to give a flavour of the Maeklong Railway, with Tuk Tuks, market stalls, and even a full blown train coming down the tracks was brought to life by so many full tables and animated conversations.            The daughter hit the Chai Bubble Tea and the husband and I had the Chang and Beerlao. Bubble tea – I know a lot of people love it, in fact the daughter dragged me all the way to Soho last summer just to try out Bubblicious. But no, just no, I cannot get this stuff – chewy tapioca in a cold brew – no thanks. Still, the daughter loved this version and we enjoyed the …

A new local Indian, bit of vertigo and no vigorous head-nodding please.

So last week we went local. We rarely eat out on our doorstep….but I am going to go with this because, well, I feel this place should succeed….but… There is an interesting-looking new local Indian Restaurant, Agra Cottage which seemed to promise a quality sit-down meal in a nice quirky old cottage setting in the heart of a South Nottinghamshire village. It has not been open long and we decided to take a punt. Firstly the place is miniscule, with just 4 tables downstairs which share a space with the reception/counter/takeaway desk, and the kitchen open to the rear. There is a narrow and very steep old staircase to the first floor where the loos are and two side rooms with additional tables. I really wouldn’t want to navigate these stairs in high-heels or indeed after a drink. Fortunately, as the place is not yet licensed (although you can bring your own) there was no danger of that. It is, though, beautifully decorated and modern. With only 4 tables downstairs you are very close to …

Revolucion De Cuba….on Market Street..

Cuba came to Nottingham City Centre this week with the opening of Revolucion De Cuba on Market Street in the amazingly grand Alexandra House. Huge money has clearly been spent on turning this lovely old building into a series of bars, restaurants, snugs, a dance floor and even a cigar terrace (oh and the Ladies loos downstairs are awesome, that huge circular sofa!) doing justice to both the elegant architecture and interior spaces of the building and to the spirit of Havana and Cuba (well, tbh, I have never been to Cuba, but we certainly felt transported to somewhere exotic and captivating… that could have been helped partly by the copious amount of rum and mojita we consumed – but not entirely).          Not only were we greeted with some lovely nibbles (and the squid – which has been a bit of theme for me this last two weeks – see Thaikhun review and Zaap – unlikely as it is for a damp December in Nottingham, was fabulous) live music and Rum cocktails, but …

Oaks Restaurant, Bromley Place, Nottingham

Well, I guess Nottingham is famous for at least one Oak, perhaps now maybe two. Oaks is fairly recently opened and has been the subject of quite a lot of Twitter traffic of late, so we popped in for lunch today. Oaks claims to serve simple, locally-produced sausages and meats cooked over wood-embers that are sustainably sourced from coppiced woods managed by the local Wildlife Trust. Pretty impeccable credentials then – kind of felt that in tucking into my sausage I was doing my bit to save the planet. All good. Forgot to take a photo of the outside (I know, I know) but for those that know Nottingham, it is on a corner facing up the hideous Maid Marian Way, thankfully something akin to a small paved “plaza” has emerged just in front during some renovation and reclamation work and so the aspect isn’t too bad. It matters not, anyway, as the inside is lovely. Inside has a lovely atmosphere – again pretty cavernous, but didn’t feel cold or unwelcoming, despite it being a drafty …

Pole-Dancing? Puppet Show? Nah, Burger Joint Baptism

Finally, I will round off our recent short trip to New York with this place. Check it out next time you’re in mid-town Manhattan (as you do). In the Parker Meridien Hotel on West 56th Street is a “secret” burger joint, (called “Burger Joint”, got that?..). It is so secret that we had stayed there a few days before we discovered it. I kind of knew it was there, but we just wondered why hordes of tourists and bus-loads of visitors were turning up to queue just at the back of the pristine lobby of the hotel next to a floor-length red velvet curtain. We thought it was some sort of Theatre or Puppet Show or maybe a bit of clandestine pole-dancing.  Must be a good show, whatever it is, we thought, as the queues were enormous and seemed to be there most of the day. Eventually we asked at the desk, and yes, you guessed it, behind the red curtain is the burger bar. Okaaaaay. Reviews say this is one of the best burgers …

Corned Beef Hash and Clam Chowder – Come take another walk with me, down to Battery Park, NYC.

And another Huge Breakfast Back to New York and check out this breakfast. Astro’s American Diner in Mid-Town Manhattan. Just around the corner from our Hotel, we found this old-school breakfast joint. Astro’s has been on 6th Ave and 55th Street for over 30 years, we stumbled across it looking for an early breakfast (it opens at 6am) and we were the first customers in. Not knowing the patch we just hoped we had chosen wisely, but not to worry, within half an hour the place was completely full, so clearly the locals knew its charms. Seems to be largely family run by New York Greek/Cypriots and if you are hungry and heading for a heavy day of sightseeing, this will set you up nicely, and the coffee is strong enough to stand a spoon in and just keeps coming.              Husband had the (huge) corned beef hash, with eggs –  and managed to finish it, Daughter had the waffle and Canadian-style bacon and I had the pancakes, American bacon and two eggs, over-easy …