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The Magic behind a Fat Boy.

When I was a child my parents didn’t have much money, though we never really noticed as all the other families that lived around us were in the same boat, so we didn’t feel like we were being left behind. There was a particular time when we did feel a bit ostracised and that was when Tony ( my next youngest Brother) and I were at Lawrence Weston School.

You had to queue up to buy a dinner ticket In the mornings from the secretaries office in the main entrance hall. Poor families got free school dinners, and we qualified.

However, you had to stand in a different queue. So on one side you had a line of kids whose parents could pay for their dinner, and on the other side, the poor kids whose parents couldn’t pay.

Now back in the day the kids at Lawrence Weston weren’t the most caring group, there was no such thing as ’empathy’, they ripped the shit out of us. We soon stopped standing in the poor kids queue.

Instead we just went without dinner.

My Dad worked and my Mum stayed home and looked after the three kids ( 4 kids later), cooked and kept the house clean. She was very house proud, cleaning the house from top to bottom every day.

She used to say: ” If we get burgled, I don’t want them (The Burglars) to think we are dirty”!

Not that we had much to steal. Most of what we had was second hand or on HP.

We had Redifusion for the radio and the TV was a small black and white screen set in a huge Oak cabinet that took two people to lift. I think it had a wooden door that we closed across the screen at night but I don’t know why we did that?

My Mum wasn’t much of a cook in the early days, though as she got older she got much better.

We lived on very simple vittles that were delivered by a Grocery van that came all the way from Chew Magna, a village the other side of Dundry Dumps on a Friday evening. Greens were delivered by a Green Grocer with a horse and Cart and the Rag and bone man gave us dead Goldfish for old clothes..

On school holidays my Mum would pack some sandwiches and a ‘glass’ bottle of water (an empty Corona or Tizer Bottle full of tap water) and tell us to walk up to Dundry Dumps where we were to eat our picnic before turning around and walking back home again.

The whole expedition was timed to take a full day.

She would warn us ‘not to stop and eat our food before we got to the top’.

She swore she could see us from the bedroom window and if we stopped, she would know.

The sandwiches were fairly simple affairs.

Often they were ‘Sugar Sandwiches’. Bread and butter with Granulated sugar sprinkled in the middle.

Some times we would get a Pan Yan sandwich. Today that would be a Branston Pickle sandwich. Nothing else, just Pan Yan.

We even had Brown sauce sandwiches.

But on special occasions, (usually a Monday) we would get ‘ Bread and Dripping’.

That was delicious.

Pork or beef dripping can be served cold, spread on bread and sprinkled with salt and pepper (bread and dripping). If the flavourful brown sediment and stock from the roast has settled to the bottom of the dripping and coloured it brown, then in parts of Yorkshire it is known colloquially as a “mucky fat sarnieā€.

Today the thought of giving your children that amount of Fat would be classed as child abuse, but back then it was common fare.

Food was often heavy on stodge and usually fried.

We had fried food regularly. Chips, Sausages, Bacon and Fried Bread were staples.

Fish on a Friday was always fried in batter.

Monday was always left over from Sunday, when we usually, well always, had a Roast.

My Gran would always make the left over into Pasties but my mum would serve the meat up cold and fry the veg and potatoes to make Bubble and Squeak.

Then, we were told that Fat was bad for us.

There wasn’t (as far as I can remember) any recognition of different fats. Fat was Fat and should be avoided if you didn’t want to look like Billy Bunter or die of a Heart attack.

Like many people I changed my diet dramatically.

I developed IBS (Irritable Bowel Syndrome) in my late teens. Mainly because I insisted on smoking too much, drinking too much and eating Curry and Chips late at night.

That usually resulted in the urge for a Pooh during the early hours. But It was too cold to get out of bed and go to the loo (remember, we didn’t have any overnight heating, so once the fire went out, it was freezing) so I would hold it for hours.

One of the side effects of IBS is an intolerance of Fat and I was being bombarded with it.

When my mum made a sandwich the spread was always the same thickness as the bread.

So when I learnt that you could actually eat a low fat diet I was over the moon. I embraced skimmed Milk, Butter substitutes and Mashed potato. I never ate chips or anything fried for years. probably in my early 50’s I started to relax and eat more fatty foods.

My first day on Training School I joined the Fire Brigade they asked if anyone had dietary needs. I of Course said I didn’t eat Fat.

“I see, probationary Fire Fighter Hendy”. They said very sympathetically.

“Well, we have two choices for you. Eat it or go without”.

They insisted on serving me Cheese salad with Chips for the first Month!

Don’t you just love the uniformed services?

When I met my First wife I went to stay with her in Hungerford where she lived and she made us Bacon and Egg Sandwiches on the Sunday Morning, using Poached Eggs.

I had never seen a Poached Egg in my Life.

Even the stain on my Mums bedroom wall was caused by a Fried egg when she threw the breakfast plate at my Dad in one of her rages.

As time went on we all changed our diets, moving to a lower fat diet was a national obsession and the range of diet or low sugar, low fat foods grew larger as the food industry realised there was money to be made.

High Cholesterol became the norm for anyone over 13 and more and more of us started taking Statins and other medication to reduce our cholesterol levels and control High Blood Pressure.

Doctors constantly told us we should reduce our fat intake or we would die prematurely.

I remember in the early days of the Cholesterol revolution that Americans were eating Omelette made with egg white as the Yolks contained too much Cholesterol.

Then the bubble burst. Coinciding with the internet and access to Professor Google, we were able to look up things for ourselves. To research things or listen to alternative views.

Now, where is all this leading?

Well it’s all about Ghee.

For those that don’t know:

‘Ghee is a variation of clarified butter that is popular in the culinary traditions of the Middle East and India. How is ghee made? It’s made from cow milk butter, treated with low heat until the water evaporates, leaving milk solids behind. The solids are skimmed off or strained if needed. Ghee and clarified butter are similar, but there are differences in how you make them. The process starts the same, but with ghee, you cook the butter a bit longer, which turns the proteins golden brown and creates a toasted aroma. You create ghee by removing milk solids. Because of this, it has only trace amounts of lactose and casein, which are milk sugars and proteins. Ghee is a good source of fat for people who are lactose intolerant or have dairy allergies’. 

Those of you who follow my wittering rambles on a regular basis will know I have been on a quest to eat healthily for the last 6 months.

It started when my weight went up to 100 kilos and Frazer, Georgias partner told me he was going on a Low Carb Diet. I decided I would try it too and quickly got into the swing, reducing my carb intake and my weight considerably.

As is quite common these days, I started looking on line for Keto tips ( the Keto diet is a form of low carb or maybe high protein diet) and meals that would help me manage my diet.

I soon discovered a range of Influencers that examined food and made recommendations about what to buy and what to eat as well as how to cook food.

After a while my diet changed from a Low Carb diet to a Healthy eating diet.

By now I had lost 8-10 Kilos and although I would like to lose a few more, I had the luxury of being able to relax the diet and eat reasonably flexibly.

In the early stages I avoided pasta, Rice, Bread and Potatoes like the plague but now I eat them, in moderation. But there are tricks. For example:

If you cook Potatoes (boil them) at night, then leave them in the fridge over night the ‘Healthy food Fairy’ visits and does her thing. Then, if you cook the potato the next day, even fried, some thing magic has happened to them and they are less fattening.

It’s some thing to do with chemicals changes that take place in the fridge which makes the Potato a ‘Resistant Starch’. That means it’s digested differently and serves as a food for the friendly bacteria in your gut. They alkalise which is apparently good for you.

Who Knew?

There is also another Magic bullet and that is Coconut Oil. (I’m ignoring Extra Virgin Olive Oil for now as most of you are familiar with its healthy reputation).

You use it to fry food, like you would use butter but it has some strange properties that affect the food and make it behave differently in your body.

It is suggested you put a teaspoon of Coconut Oil in the water when you cook rice. This changes some thing (way too technical for me to go into here) and reduces the calories when you eat it. How the Ferk it does that, I don’t know but I do know it makes great Sourdough fried bread!

These Magical revelations kept on coming.

I learnt that Butter wasn’t the Demon it was made out to be. It is actually healthier than the low fat substitutes I had been eating like Olivia and Flora which contain a whole host of nasties required to make it taste remotely edible.

When you look at the ingredients of these Butter substitutes you start to see the warning signs.

Sun flower Oil.

Sunflower oil and other industrial seed oils are responsible for a massive increase in the intake of omega-6 fats, which are linked with inflammation, obesity, heart disease, cancer, and other health issues

Canola Oil

Some studies suggest that canola oil may increase inflammation and negatively impact memory and heart health. However, other research reports positive effects on health including the possibility that it might lower LDL cholesterol.

Palm Oil.

About 50% of palm oil is made up of saturated fat, mainly palmitic acid. High intake of this type of fat can increase blood LDL or ‘bad’ cholesterol levels, boosting cardiovascular disease risk. Also, like all oils, palm oil is packed with calories and moderation is key.

Take a look at the longer version of Palm oil at the end of this blog, if your not already asleep.

One of the best bits of information I came across related to Ghee the buttery stuff they use in Indian restaurants. In the old days I would scoop that fat off the top of my Curry and pour it down the drain. good for my heart, bad for the drains right?

Well it turns out Ghee , like Coconut Oil is Magic and can make unhealthy food healthy. Well, not literally but you get my meaning.

So I went on a mission to buy some Ghee.

The first thing I realised was that it was bloody expensive and in general, hard to find.

Imagine my surprise when I found a huge tub of it in a small shop on the Gloucester Rd and it was only Ā£7 (ish).

I bought it and carried it home like the wise man carrying Myrrh for the baby Jesus.

However when I got home and put my glasses on I was able to read the label clearly. This wasn’t Ghee it was some sort of Vegetarian alternative. It said it was healthier but I was suspicious so I read the label.

The ingredients were:
Red Palm Oil which immediately set alarm bells ringing.

Butter Flavour (Milk). What the hell is that?

Antioxidants (Natural Rosemary Extract).

This was a dilemma. It wasn’t clarified Butter but it didn’t have a list of emulsifiers, colouring and additives either.

So, I am using it and I have to say it cooks fine, tastes fine but whether its really good for me, or good for the planet, remains to be seen.

I can tell you It makes great Fried Bread and if you compare the calories to buttered toast, It isn’t too bad.

So here’s the thing.

When you look at food you really need to be on top of your game or you can easily poison yourself. Don’t believe it when a drink says it has no sugar because they simply call it some thing else.

Don’t buy crap food. Don’t buy food that has been messed about with or adulterated with unknown ingredients.

I went to visit my Gran once and she made sandwiches for me and my Mate ‘Potter Yandell’.

As she was carrying the tray of food, she slipped and all the pickled onions rolled on the floor. She picked them up, wiped them on her Piny and put them back in the dish.

If we hadn’t have seen it, we wouldn’t have known?

So, were those Onions bad for us?

I don’t know but I can tell you, hairy pickled onions are an acquired taste!

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Unrefined palm oil is sometimes referred to as red palm oil because of its reddish-orange color. The main source of palm oil is the Elaeis guineensis tree, which is native to the coastal countries of West and Southwest Africa, including Angola, Gabon, Liberia, Sierra Leone, Nigeria, and others.

The Production of Red Palm Oil

RPO

Red palm oil (RPO) is extracted from the mesocarp of the oil palm fruit. RPO is obtained through a modified physical refining process. 

Unlike crude palm oil (CPO), The process consists of pre-treatment of CPO by degumming and bleaching, followed by deodorization and de-acidification. During pre-treatment stage, CPO is treated with phosphoric acid and subsequently treated with bleaching earth followed by filtration. The oil is then de-acidified and deodorized through molecular distillation at low temperature and pressure (Choo et. al, 1995).

Apart from the physical refining method, RPO can also be obtained through a modified chemical refining process. This process involves pre-treatment of CPO as mentioned above, followed by deodorization at low temperature (Affandi et. al, 1995).

Phytonutrients in RPO

The processing of RPO preserve about 80% of the carotenes and vitamins present in CPO (Ooi et.al, 1991). Thus it is rich in phytonutrients such as carotene (that gives the oil a brilliant red colour), vitamin E, phytosterols, squalene and coenzyme.

RPO is one of the richest natural plant sources of carotenoids which are naturally occurring as fat-soluble pigments. They are the most widely distributed pigments in nature and are the source of yellow, orange and red colours in many plants. They can be broadly classified as carotene and xanthophylls.

Vitamin E is an important antioxidant and confers stability against oxidative deterioration of the oil. Compared to RBD palm oil, more than 80% of vitamin E present in CPO is retained in RPO

RPO is being used in salad dressing, curries and sauces (Unnithan and Choo, 1996). RPO can also be used to make margarine by giving the required colour and the desired level of provitamin A. RPO is also ideal for stir frying, since most of the carotene is retained in the cooked foods (Choo, 1993). Apart from that, RPO has also been used in shortenings, vanaspati, cake mixes, breads, biscuits and also health foods.

Health Benefits of RPO

At present, though most of the valuable minor components of CPO are retained in RPO, the nutritional potential of RPO is underutilised. RPO supplementation could be a practical and economical approach to address vitamin A deficiency and other health problems such as cancer, diabetes, infections and cardiovascular-related complications.  To date, most studies were animal-based. Further clinical studies are needed to support the growing evidence that RPO can be a useful and healthful addition to the human diet.

  1. Improves vitamin A and antioxidant status 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
  2. Prevention of cancers 6, 7, 8
  3. Beneficial against atherosclerosis 9
  4. Positive effect on immune function 10, 11

Mike Shanahan

Mike Shanahan is a freelance writer and journalist, specialising in environmental issues such as climate change and biodiversity loss

To say that palm oil is divisive is an understatement. To its advocates, it is a cornerstone of economic development, making efficient use of land and supporting millions of smallholders through profitable international trade. To its detractors, it is a cause of deforestation and social conflict, a direct threat to endangered species and a contributor to climate change.

As demand for palm oil continues to rise, there is growing concern about its sustainability and awareness that some palm oil is ā€œgoodā€ and some is ā€œbadā€.

What is palm oil?

The term covers various things we get from a species of tropical palm called the African oil palm (Elaeis guineensis). ā€œCrude palm oilā€ is squeezed from the palmā€™s fleshy red fruit, while ā€œpalm kernel oilā€ is extracted by crushing the fruitā€™s hard seed. Finally, many ā€œpalm oil derivativesā€ are acquired through industrial processes, which together account for about 60% of global palm oil use.

Where does palm oil come from?

The oil palm is native to West Africa, where its relationship with humans goes back thousands of years. However, its profitability was realised in Southeast Asia, when appropriation of oil palm by colonial companies established the first plantations that have now expanded to dominate landscapes. Today, about 83% of all palm oil comes from Indonesia and Malaysia. More than 40 other countries produce it, in far lower but fast-increasing quantities. Thailand accounts for 4% of total production, while the top producers in South America and Africa are Colombia (2%) and Nigeria (2%).

Oil palm is something of a wonder crop. It yields 4-10 times more oil per hectare than other sources of vegetable oil such as soybeans or coconut palms. The plant accounts for just 9% of the 322 million hectares of land used to produce oil crops globally, yet it produces 36% of the oil. This makes it an efficient and profitable use of land. The economic value of palm oil translates into jobs, infrastructure and tax revenues.

Why is palm oil so controversial?

Where to start? 

The palm oil rush of recent decades ā€“ there has been a seven-fold increase in production since 1990 ā€“ has come at considerable cost to forests and people who depend on them. 

This has also had direct consequences for climate.

āšŖ Social impacts: Palm oil production has been associated with corruption, forced evictions and land-grabbing. It has sparked conflict with local communities, including indigenous peoples. There have been serious concerns about forced labour, child labour and violations of worker rights on some plantations including low wages, intimidation and sexual harassment.

 There has been a lack of meaningful inclusion of smallholder farmers in the palm oil supply chain, even though they contribute around 40% of production. Pollution of air from forest fires and water from plantation run-off has also harmed human health.

āšŖ Harm to forests and biodiversity: Oil palms now cover a combined area about the size of Syria, and 45% of oil palm plantations in Southeast Asia are on land that was still covered with forest in 1989. Much of the deforestation has been in Indonesia and Malaysia, destroying the habitat of rare species such as orangutans, tigers, rhinos and elephants. As expansion for oil palm plantations takes place in new frontier regions in Latin America and West Africa, the threat to standing forests remains.

āšŖ Climate impacts: Deforestation, degradation of peatlands and associated fires all contribute to climate change. According to a 2018 study, replacing rainforest with oil palm plantations releases 61% of the carbon stored in the forest, mostly into the atmosphere. Each hectare of rainforest converted releases 174 tonnes of carbon.

How big a problem is this?

The ubiquity of this commodity and the growing demand for it highlight the scale of the challenge. Between 2000 and 2015, the global average amount of palm oil consumed per person each year doubled to 7.7 kg. And with global demand for palm oil set to rise from 76 million metric tonnes today to an estimated 264ā€“447 million by 2050, itā€™s clear that the way we produce and consume palm oil needs to change if the industry wants to do more good than harm in the future.

Should we just ban it?

No. That could have disastrous effects. It would negatively affect the livelihoods of millions of people, and producing alternative oils would require even more farming land. If the worldā€™s entire supply of vegetable oils came from palm oil, weā€™d need 77 million hectares of land. If it came solely from sunflower oil, on the other hand, weā€™d need more than four times the amount of land (312 million hectares). Environmental organisations such as the International Union for Conservation of Nature say that, instead, we need to prevent further deforestation for new oil palm plantations and focus on promoting sustainable production.

It is not easy, for a couple of reasons. First, many products contain palm oil but their labelling does not make this clear; palm oil derivativeswith names like sodium lauryl sulfate or propylene glycol are listed in the ingredients. Second, the complexity of palm oil supply chains mean it is not easy to trace these ingredients back to the land on which the oil palm fruit was harvested. This makes it hard to tell if palm oil comes from plantations that have deforested land or infringed local peopleā€™s rights.

What about eco-labels?

Various schemes certify companies and/or supply chains as ā€œsustainableā€ if they meet certain environmental and social criteria. These schemes use different standards and means of verifying performance, and some leave much to be desired. Some producer countries like Indonesia and Malaysia have introduced their own standards for sustainable palm oil production. The Roundtable on Sustainable Palm Oil (RSPO) is widely recognised as the strongest standard. However, about one-fifth of globally traded palm oil is certified by the RPSO ā€“ and it isnā€™t always labelled as such.

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Some producers are going further than certification, electing to adopt regenerative farming and organic practices. These methods centre on the importance of soil vitality, encouraging a more diverse farming system through inter-cropping and using organic wastes as fertilisers. Though these practices are far from being applied at scale, the early adopters are paving the way for transforming the sector.

So, is certified palm oil really sustainable?

Some academics and non-governmental organisations say certification standards and audits are too weak or, worse, that they greenwash the damage companies do. Others say that in the absence of stronger national laws and regulation, certification is the best tool for reducing the harmful impacts of palm oil production. There is no doubt that the RSPO has galvanised change through improvement of industry practices. But with legislative changes from the EU, UK and USshifting palm oil sustainability from a voluntary to a mandatory space, the existing certification structures within the sector are likely to evolve. 

Is palm oil still driving deforestation?

Yes and no. Palm oil has certainly played a part in global forest loss and for that the sector has received heavy scrutiny. But a study published last year found that deforestation in Indonesia, Malaysia, and Papua New Guinea attributed to plantation development has fallen to its lowest level since 2017. Another study showed that in 2018ā€“2020, deforestation for palm oil in Indonesia was 45,285 hectares per year ā€“ only 18% of its peak in 2008ā€“2012. The widespread adoption of zero-deforestation commitments and efforts to increase transparency within the sector are believed to have contributed to this trend.

How does palm oil compare to other commodities?

It is important to think about palm oil in relation to other soft commodities. Every year, the world loses around 5 million hectares of forests, and about 80% of this is driven by agricultural expansion for producing commodities.

ā€˜Forest-risk commoditiesā€™ are those that may contribute to tropical deforestation and degradation. They include, but are not limited to, cattle (for beef and leather), soy, palm oil, cocoa, timber, maize, coffee, rubber, paper and pulp.

In consumer markets influenced by anti-palm-oil campaigning, the perception that palm oil drives deforestation has stuck. But if we truly want to tackle global deforestation, we need to expand our understanding of the what, where and why of global forest loss.

Expanding pasture for cattle grazing is by far the greatest agricultural threat to forests and climate

Palm oil is certainly still a contributor to forest loss, but expanding pasture for cattle grazing is by far the greatest agricultural threat to forests and climate. In 2021, deforestation rates in the Brazilian Amazon reached their highest level in 15 years, with nearly three-quarters attributedto expanding pasture. Meanwhile, soy production, 77% of which is fed to livestock for meat and dairy production, has contributed greatly to forest loss in the Amazon. However, the introduction of Brazilā€™s ā€˜Amazon Soy Moratoriumā€™, which aims to limit the production of soybeans on recently deforested lands, has effectively shifted the deforestation into other important ecosystems like the vast tropical grasslands of Brazilā€™s Cerrado.

Meanwhile, rubber production is an emerging threat to west and central Africaā€™s climate-critical tropical forests. A recent analysis has found that 52,000 hectares of natural forests were cleared to establish rubber plantations between 2000 and 2020 across Cameroon, Gabon, Nigeria, CĆ“te dā€™Ivoire, Ghana and Liberia.

So how do we end deforestation?

This really is the question of our time. Thankfully, global society is recognising that we cannot address the climate crisis without ending deforestation, which accounts for 15% of global carbon emissions. This took centre stage at the 2021 UN climate talks in Glasgow when 141 countries committed to reversing forest loss and land degradation by 2030. This reinvigorated existing commitments made under the New York Declaration on Forests back in 2014.

While international cooperation is crucial, corporate commitments are also essential. The palm oil sector has made more progress in addressing deforestation than other commodities have. An analysis by Forest 500 found that 72% of palm oil companies have deforestation commitments, but other commodities like pulp and paper (49%), soy (40%), beef (30%) and leather (28%), have much lower commitment levels. A meagre 28% of companies have commitments for all of the commodities associated with deforestation in their supply chain.

The EU, as the second largest market for forest-risk commodities after China, has adopted legislation requiring mandatory due diligence for companies connected to these commodities. In short, companies will have to prove their products are not linked to deforestation. While some argue that it falls short on human rights issues and could alienate small-scale farmers, the legislation is a holistic approach to addressing interconnected challenges we face as a global society ā€“ particularly sustainable development, food security, ensuring livelihoods, and reducing greenhouse gas emissions.

This kind of holistic regulation can raise awareness among consumers and companies, pushing change across the board. But solutions must also include reforestation programmes, sustainable land-use practices, and effective protection of the forested areas that remain.

Simultaneously, and perhaps most importantly, we need also to address the root causes of deforestation: demand for food and biofuels, overconsumption in wealthy nations, changing diets, and weak land tenure systems that undercut Indigenous customary land owners.

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Fat boys Versus Beefeater.

19/6/24

We had a month off in May as I was in Spain so we were all chomping at the bit for our first Fat Boys of the Summer.

It was also the first time Keith had been master of ceremonies since he joined the group a few months ago. Given he was still on probation, he needed to pass induction with flying colours in order to get his FBB Wings.

The first problem we encountered was one of communication.

When my phone was stolen in Spain I lost all communications, so once I got a new phone up and running ( I bought a reconditioned I phone 13 from a firm called Loop for less than 400 quid) I had to try and reload all my old data back onto the new phone. However, Some info was just missing, including lots of What’s App contacts.

If I looked at Contacts there was some info but not everything.

I found an old message to/from the Fat boys and sent a message on 30th May telling the group I was setting up my new phone. Strangely on the 17th Pete realised Keith was missing from the group and apparently that was ‘my fault’ as I had set up a second Fat boys What’s App group that didn’t include Keith.

Problem number two was transport.

Keith picked us up in his VW Van. How was I to know it had electronic sliding door’s !

So I sensed a certain amount of hostility when I eventually got in my seat and Keith was able to fix his sliding doors which I had jammed when I tried to open one manually.

I blame the early start, usually we pick up about 1015 but this morning we had an early start for some reason which made it all the more exciting.

We drove to Stoke Gifford and we were all trying to guess the venue. Was it going to be some where we had been before ?

As it turned out Keith pulled a Rabbit out of the Hat.

He had learnt about the opening of a brand new Beefeater restaurant in the new Premier Inn and had sent one of his chums on a recce to see what it was like. Once the news came back that it was indeed suitable for the Fat boys, he had decided to take us there.

This brand new restaurant was in pristine condition and positively gleamed with new-ness.

Every surface was shiny, every carpet springy and fresh. Seats were unblemished and comfortable. The whole place looked, new. It was also very big with plenty of seating for diners and a large bar area.

We were shown to a table in the dining area and given the menus.

The Menus are fairly straight forward.

There are two options. The ‘all you can eat’ Continental Breakfast (Ā£8.99) or the ‘all you can eat’ Full Breakfast (Ā£10.99) which includes the Continental and all the cooked food.

It was a no brainer.

We all chose the full version including the hot food and unlimited drinks.

Pete graciously set off to the drinks station and supplied us all with Tea and Coffee plus Orange Juices whilst we settled in. Then he went off to get our toast order. This entailed putting your chosen slice on one of those rotating toasters. There only appeared to be the one machine so I imagine at peak times in the morning, when the Hotel is busy, this will become the usual Bun Fight with people stealing other folks toast.

I did notice they also had Crumpet’s available which might make a nice change.

Once the Tea and Toast were sorted Pete produced a spare plate that we used to collect all the debris a Buffet breakfast generates, which was a nice touch though why Pete was doing all the running around when Keith was Master of Ceremonies?

He has been in touch with his ‘Feminine side’ since his old Tory boss got replaced by a Female (Labour) Police Commissioner, which might explain it?

Then it was time to visit the hot food counter and see what this bad boy had to offer.

It was a fairly small offering in comparison. I remember going to Circus Circus in Las Vegas many years ago for the all you can eat breakfast Buffett [24 hour version of course] and they had over 100 different items available.

It was gluttony on steroids.

People were piling food a foot high onto the huge ‘tray sized’ breakfast plates then discarding it and going back for fresh supplies.

Awful.

Yet on our trips to the USA we used to love the Denny’s Buffet Breakfast, It was so typically American. The smell of Maple syrup, the Pancakes and crispy Bacon with the promise of a whole day in the Theme Parks still to come. It was truly magical.

However, back to the Beefeater:

There were fried eggs, slightly undercooked so they were a bit runny and hard to scoop up followed by scrambled eggs.

Some nicely cooked Tomatoes, soft and scorched.

A bowl of Hash Browns that looked crisp and dry.

Some really nice Mushrooms, cooked perfectly so they kept their shape and consistency.

A bowl of Baked Beans (which I forgot to serve so I had to go back and get on a separate plate).

Some of the dishes were a bit depleted and they always look a bit unappealing when they have been decimated by hungry customers. But they were soon topped up and back to their best.

Then the best bits.

Small but tasty, well cooked Sausages.

Back bacon, cooked just how I like it and Black Pudding that was actually cooked on both sides.

Result!

Clearly there is a risk these items will dry out if they were left on the heated counter too long but on this occasion, they were perfect.

I have to say, when I sat down with my Full English in front of me, I was delighted with its appearance and when I tucked in, it didn’t disappoint. It was really very good.

We still could have done with some extra plates to put the toast on but that was down to us as this was self serve. The Plate we used for the Butter wrappings and the old Sugar sachets soon got filled up as this type of breakfast does generate a certain amount of waste and we soon found our table was a little congested, especially when we got more Teas and Coffee’s.

The staff were all presumably new so were still learning the ropes and they could have perhaps cleared away some of the debris a bit quicker but they were friendly, helpful and still enthusiastic.

I went for more Bacon to accompany my last bit of toast and Keith managed to force down an extra egg and some additional Bacon whilst Pete tried the Continental menu with a few over cooked pastries. He couldn’t finish the last one so wrapped it up and took it with him. He was driving to the Brecon Beacons to collect a bus load of kids from Clifton High School.

Another of his many part time jobs.

When it came time to pay the bill we were pleasantly surprised to find they had given us a 25% discount (presumably an opening offer) and gave us all a voucher for 25% off our next visit.

Given the quality of this one and the value for money , I’m sure there will be another visit.

But not for the Fat Boys Breakfast Club.

The next outing will require a new venue so Peter will have to get his thinking cap on.

The Perfect Fry Up.

I started following a Facebook page called : “The Full English Breakfast Club” which shared pictures of Full English Breakfast Members had eaten, around the world. (Interestingly some good looking Breakfasts were being served in Phuket, I guess there are a lot of ex Pats out there). I thought It would be interesting seeing what is on offer and what people think about various offerings.


I also quite selfishly hoped one or two might start following my blog, but as it turns out, They didn’t and I’m relieved.

I should have known that anything that says “English” to the exclusion of all others, would attract a certain type of follower. It was almost like the site was asking Reform (ex Brexit party, ex UKIP) members to send in pictures of their food when they were on anti Woke marches up and down the country.

Then, predictably, they started arguing and some of it got quite heated. You just cant imagine how much anger can be generated by the inclusion or exclusion of Chips with a full English Breakfast!

So, I’ve left that particular site.

I dont really need the extra grief.

I’m already up to my eyes in grief from REFORM Party supporters who deny Farage had anything to do with Brexit. That Brexit has anything to do with the state of the Country and that its all the fault of them “Jonny Foreigners’ who keep coming here in boat loads, destroying our Fishing Industry by dying in the English Channel.

However, one of the good things I found on this web site was a picture of what some one suggests is the ultimate Full English and I thought.

Screenshot

“All the time Ive been writing this Blog, I’ve never actually set out what my perfect breakfast would be.

So, this is an attempt to do that.

There will be , I’m sure, some debate about what constitutes a perfect Full English ( or in some cases, Scottish / Welsh/Irish) and I expect to get some disagreement but this will be my ideal breakfast and I accept it may not be yours.

I would welcome some feed back from our Scottish friends (Ian) and our Welsh Chums (Ireland too) on what the difference is between a Full English” and a “Full Scottish”.

There might even be some views from the Chums in Cornwall though I’m not sure they have moved on to cooking their food yet?

(I await the response Alan).

So lets start with the basics.

The Venue.

When i was young we some times went to work with my Dad, some thing he didnt really enjoy but had to endure for various reasons.
He worked in Habgoods Scrap yard in St Phillips, an area of Bristol that is now all posh apartments and trendy Cafe’s but back then it was a rough tough industrial area of Bristol that still had the stains of the Blitz on every street corner.

The best bit of going to work with my Dad was going for breakfast in a greasy spoon in Midland road or Old Market. The rest of the time we were sat in the lorry whilst Fred Milkins (Yes that was his name) went in the pub for several hours before continuing to drive his HGV loaded with scrap and two small children.
Fred had a Brother or cousin, called Gordon Milkin’s who was a bit of a ladies man, lived in Knowle west.

Some times we had the luxury of going to ‘Fatty Bland’s’ shop or next door where the local greengrocer (whose name now escapes me) had a small yard at the back where he kept the Mule that pulled his cart. This was like being in the country, he had chickens and dogs running free, Geese and Ferrets as well as a Donkey.

These Cafes always had steamed up windows, plastic chequered table cloths and a fruit machine that flashed brightly and made a terrible noise.

They were always full of working men ( very few women though some times the odd ‘Working Girls’ would be in there).

These rough guys always treated me and my brother Tony like little Princes.

So when I look for my ideal venue it must have condensation streaming down the windows (that creates a damp smell that is nostalgic) and plastic table cloths in Gingham Print.

There must always be bottles of Sauce on the table. ‘Heinz Ketchup’ and ‘Daddies’ or ‘HP’ Brown Sauce. Salt and White Pepper ( none of that cracked Black Pepper).

The sugar will always be in one of them glass pourers with a stainless steel spout that clogs up each time you want to use it.

Never sugar cubes or Sweeteners, even though I use them at home.

Bread and Butter should alway be served with a full English. It should be thick cut white bread, spread with a film of Margarine or maybe cheap Butter and served on a separate plate, never on the same plate as the hot food.

The Food.

Bacon. The whole world of Breakfast revolves around Bacon.

When I cook Breakfast at home I buy unsmoked back Bacon from Buxtons Butchers in Winterbourne, where its top quality. When you cook it you dont get that ‘off White scum’ in the pan that you usually get from cheap Bacon.

However, I doubt many Cafe’s invest in that quality of Bacon, it’s often commercial grade, but as long as its cooked right, it usually tastes OK.

My Wife loves her Bacon Crispy but if you’re gonna eat it like the Yanks do, then you may as well buy a packet of Smokey Bacon Crisps.

Mine has to be cooked, with a few scorch marks on it, but not crisp. Some venues offer crisp Bacon because it has been reheated or kept warm for long periods. On the other hand I dont want Bacon that is pink an Insipid, like they serve at the all you can eat breakfast Buffets.

Sausages are also an essential but the quality of sausages varies greatly and I know a lot of places buy commercial packs of sausages that are full of breadcrumbs and filler.
That said, I’m not always enamoured with Butchers Sausages which tend to be a bit too meaty (hate it when they taste of Liver). There are though some good sausages around that wont break the bank and they dont have to be freshly carved off a pigs udder to make them taste good.

I HATE undercooked Sausages. Any kitchen that sends out a Pink floppy sausage should take their Chef to the Court of Gordon Ramsey straight away.

Eggs.

Always Fried.

Never poached or scrambled. They should have a runny Yolk and a firm white. When I was in the brigade several members always asked for their Egg’s with a Skirt. That burnt bit around the edges. There should alway be two eggs, They should never be broken ( Look at the eggs in the top picture, one yolk is clearly broken).

Now we start to come on to the variables.

Fried Bread-V -Toast.

i always loved Fried bread, when I went to stay with Nora and Arthur in Chew Stoke she cooked a fried breakfast for Arthur every morning and it always had a huge slab of Fried bread.

But over the years we were taught that fried food and Fat was bad for us. So, Fried Bread was a No-No. However, this thinking seems to be changing and currently fried food isn’t seen as the Demon it once was.

If you fry things in Extra Virgin Olive Oil it is actually good for you. (I’ll not go into that here, but there is loads of evidence on line if you want to check up on me).

Is extra virgin olive oil good for you?

  • it’s rich in mono-unsaturated fats.
  • it may be protective against chronic disease.
  • it has anti-inflammatory properties.
  • may help manage body-fat composition.
  • may improve heart health.
  • may improve blood pressure.
  • may help manage cholesterol.
  • may reduce the risk of stroke.

The other issue is of course:

Butter-V- Margarine.


For years we were told not to eat butter and the food Industry tried its best to get us to eat low fat versions like Olivio which they said contained less fat but still had the same quality ingredients.

Well they dont.

Olivio has some thing like 10% Olive oil and the rest is shite.

The main Ingredient in this shite is Water, then the dreaded Palm Oil which is not only bad for you but devastating for the planet. It also has Rape seed Oil (another nasty) & Palm Kernel Oil.

Some studies suggest palm oil could be linked to inflammation, certain cancer risks, and type 2 diabetes, but research is inconclusive and often contradictory. Palm oil also contains properties that can have positive effects on LDL cholesterol and cardiovascular disease.

So, what Iā€™m saying is this: I have gone back to having Fried bread (at home) where i know its cooked in Extra Virgin Olive oil (be mindful that some extra virgin olive oil is laced with other ingredients so its not pure). Then Its better for me, and it tastes great. The difference in callories between toast with real (Irish) butter or Fried bread cooked in Olive Oil is minimal, but may help you decide.

If I am having Toast I dont want Granary, I dont want Sourdough (though that is a contradiction given my latest Fad is making home made Sourdough).

I want white unsliced bread. and in this situation, I’ll pass on the fried bread as I dont know its Provenance and go for Toast, served on a separate plate.

Tomato.

Now I can take or leave Tomatoes but I really dont like tinned Tomatoes with my Fried Breakfast. Itā€™s too runny, makes everything soggy and adds very little to the meal. If there is a Tomato, i prefer fresh, cut in half but then Cooked. Not just warmed up.

It has to be soft and scorched or I dont want it.

Baked Beans

A must in my book. But Not served in some little Pot. No, No, no.

Mushrooms.

They can be great or awful. Some places use tinned Mushrooms that taste like sick. Others cook them so they become a black paste and have no flavour. If your gonna serve me Mushrooms, make ’em fresh. Cook em nicely (in Butter) and make sure they stay in a Mushroom shape not liquidised.

Hash Browns.

Hmm. I can take em or leave em. When crisp and dry they can be good but they are often cheap and badly cooked.

Bubble and Squeak.

I much prefer Bubble and Squeak and I would go anywhere and eat anything if its served with real Bubble and squeak. An absolute delight.

Now we come to the most contentious element of all.

Black Pudding.

I adoreBlack Pudding and in Spain they make an extraordinary Black Pudding that is often served on its own as a Tapas dish though it some times comes with Mixed Grills or meat dishes.

British ( though some of the best comes from the Scottish Highlands) and can be bought in the butchers in Chipping Sodbury) Black Pudding is delicious but most places cant cook it to save their lives.


I like mine fried so the end are crispy, then you get the full flavour. I have tried the White Pudding and I bought a roll some weeks ago but as yet it is still in the freezer.

Finally, No breakfast would be complete without a Cup of Tea.

Not Coffee, Not Beer, Tea.

I prefer it in a pot ( one where the spout doesn’t leak) with enough tea in it for a few cups and a generous supply of T bags. Im OK with loose leaf but I can live without it.

One of the best cups of tea I’ve had lately was in a little veggies Cafe where they served Clipper Organic Tea bags and it was delicious. Full of Flavour and nice and strong.

Finally, My preference would be to be taken out for Breakfast by some one who insists on picking up the Bill.

Perfect.

NB: I might have to add to or amend this as time goes on so this is a work in progress.

Dream Cafe

My Old Friend Kev (from my Fire brigade days ) had been in touch.

Seem’s he was thinking about going on a diet. As a result, he thought of me and decided it was time we went out for Breakfast. Counter intuitive I know but thats how it happened.

He suggested Wednesday which was good for me as Jaki always goes out on a Wednesday.

Initially she used to take her Mum shopping, a few hours at most, but as time went on that became a half day event and now it’s all day, getting home about 6pm.

Now she meets her sister, her niece and often Georgia as well as her Mum and they go out for a Jolly. Which means she takes her Mum out to get her shopping on a Friday or Saturday now and even that takes longer and longer.

last week it took biggest part of two days.

Her excuse was that her Mum fell down the escalator in Tesco and had to be taken to the Minor Injuries Unit at Yate. Then the next day, she had to go to A & E to be checked out.

Now I know that falling down is a family trait (Jaki’s Mum fell in the shower when she came to visit us some years ago and Jaki has fallen down on several occasions lately ) but I know when I’m having the wool pulled over my eyes!

So most Wednesdays I find some thing to do rather than wait around the house alone and abandoned. Usually I go to the Gym and or see my old Mate Raf.

So, when Kev suggested going out for Breakfast on a Wednesday I thought I could kill two birds with one stone and invite Raf along. They haven’t met before but I was hopeful they would gel.

Kev is really easy going, always has lots to talk about and is easy to get on with so I thought Raf would be relaxed in his company.

We called for Raf and drove up Ashley Down Rd parking some where just off the Gloucester Rd.

There are, as I’m sure you know, hundreds of good eating venues along there and I thought we would be certain to find somewhere that met our needs.

Raf is Muslim, mainly vegetarian (no Pork) though he does eat meat but not in huge quantities, prefering lentils or vegetables, whilst Kev, like me, loves nothing better than a full fat boys breakfast.

As we walked along examining the options we came to Cafe Dream, some where Raf and I have been in the past.


I think this is an Iranian Cafe so they offer an eclectic Menu which includes a Full English, Falafels, Wraps and Omelettes.

The sun was shining so plenty of people had chosen to sit on the deck at the front but we ‘Old Folks” went inside and after a bit of a Faff where I started moving chairs around unnecessarily, we were seated at a table for 4.

I ordered three cups (Ā£1.50 each) of Tea and they were big ones in nice big cups and saucers, though I had to go hunting for sugar which I eventually found on a shelf at the back of the restaurant. there was an option for a Pot of Tea @ Ā£3.50 but i dont know how much that held and why we weren’t given this option?

Kev and I both chose Breakfast number 1 from the menu. Ā£10.99.

2 Eggs,2 Bacon, 1 Sausage, Hash Browns, Mushrooms Tomato, Black Pudding and Toast . Which was actually very good.

OK, If I was gonna be picky:

The Black Pudding could have done with a bit more cooking, I like mine scorched.

The Eggs were OK though Kev’s were over done.

The Sausage was a bit under cooked and they put the toast on the same plate and it was already spread with Butter (or Marg,,who knows).

But this was a really good attempt at a Full English with tasty Bacon, a well cooked Tomato and it was a good, though no large helping.

Raf was a bit harder to please. He declined the veggie breakfast and instead asked for two eggs, Beans and Mushrooms which I think all came off the extra’s menu, so was more expensive. They gave him extra white toast but he left most of it. He seemed happy enough with his choice but later realised there was an Omelette on the menu and some choices with Avocado.

Guess he just didn’t read the menu properly.

The service was a bit fickle, we had to ask for serviettes and get our own sauce from the shelf at the back. The dirty plates were left on the table way too long but they were friendly and polite.

It was very comfortable and we stayed for another round of Tea’s before it was time to leave. As we walked back toward the car Kev spotted a place that repaired Car Key Fobs. He has a KIA and the main dealer wanted Ā£200+ to replace his remote key Fob.

So he was delighted when this little shop repaired his for Ā£30.

So we sat in another little Cafe and drank coffee whilst his key fob was repaired.

He had an even better result later when I recommended a Paint sprayer to him and the quote he got there was Ā£600 cheaper than the quote he was prepared to accept.

The only fault with the day was when we tried to find the car again and realised we didn’t know which street we had left it in. This meant walking up and down several different streets till we eventually found the car.

Between the three of us, we couldn’t find our way home.

Sad eh?

Oh, to be in Bristol, now that Spring is here.

Caught Up with my old mate Raf today. I haven’t seen him since before I went away, so we had a whole Month to catch up on.

I also needed some shopping in Stapleton Rd so we could kill two birds with one stone and have a catch up whilst we shopped.

Now this isn’t like Jaki when she goes shopping for clothes. She sets out at first light with the intention of visiting every shop within a 40 mile radius of Bristol. Her usual routine is to start at Point ‘A’, touch every single item as she walks past them to Point “B”. Then, when its getting dark, return to the first shop and buy the first Item she looked at.

Raf is a ‘Foodie’ in as much as he specialises in slightly quirky food that borders on the ‘healthy spectrum’.

Spotted this Photo of Raf and his Sister. This is how he looked when I first met him at Brentry Hospital back in 1969.

So, today, after visiting half a dozen Health Food shops, three Deli’s, some Vegan Food Stores and countless shop’s selling Healthy/Organic food, he bought 45pence worth of Fenugreek powder.

But I digress.

I picked him up from home but had to park some distance away as there is still major construction going on at the new railway station, which is right in front of his house and drove to Stapleton Rd, parking behind the Shal Jalal Jame Mosque a forgotten part of Bristol that has become home to dozens of old dilapidated Motor homes.

Inside Jeevan’s

Then it was a short walk across the road to Jeevan’s Pure Vegetarian Sweets and Snacks where they sell the best vegetarian Samosa’s in the WORLD. (Ā£1 each).

Whilst I was there I picked up a copy of their take away Menu and having looked at it, I think I’m going to put in an order and treat myself to a Veggie curry one evening soon.

On the way back to the car we passed a mobile phone shop and I popped in to see if they had a leather wallet to house my new mobile phone ( my old one was stolen in Spain last week) and they did, so I was able to negotiate it down to a Tenner.

Then we headed for Gloucester Rd . Cutting through the back streets we arrived at St Andrews Park where there were plenty of parking spaces. It was a short walk through the back door of the Co-op on Gloucester Rd and out of the front door to Gloucester Rd proper.

Our first port of call was Scoopaway where they had a 300 gram jar of Organic Ghee for sale at just under Ā£10 which I thought was a bit dear but Raf assured me was in fact cheap. So we decided to check out some other shops and see how they compared.

Our next stop was La Ruca which has an organic / Veggie food shop down stairs which hides a dark secret.

If you go through the shop and up the stairs at the back, you arrive at the “oldest Cafe” on Gloucester Rd.

It looks like it’s been wrapped in a time warp, all old mahogany furniture and bowing ceilings which sort of gives it some status in my book.

The menu offered a range of interesting meals but there was also a specials menu on the wall which grabbed our attention and I chose the Moroccan Style Lentil and Spinach Stew with Rice. Ā£8.99.

I have to say, this was absolutely delicious and I dont quite know how they cooked their rice, but it was amazingly good mixed with the Lentil Stew. It wasn’t spicy and it didn’t have (as far as i could tell ) any Chillies in it, but boy was it tasty.

Moroccan Lentil stew

Raf went for the Soup of the day which was Lentil, Coriander, Ginger and Coconut. Ā£4.99.

He said it was the best soup he had ever had, which is saying something.

So the food got top marks.

What was surprising though, was the Tea. Ā£1.80 a mug. It was absolutely delicious and I asked the server what T bags they used.

She showed me the pack.

“Clipper” organic English Tea. (Ā£4.45 in the shop down stairs).

Service was great and the staff were really friendly even though they forgot my second cup of tea as they were chatting. But hey, happy staff, happy customers I say.

As we wandered back up Gloucester road we called in to a few more shops and found Organic Ghee but in smaller jars (250 grams) at just under a Fiver, so 500 grams for a tenner.

Where as the big Jar was the same price but only held 300 grams.

So I decide to leave it for another day ( a good excuse to go out again) and went back to the car, which by now smelt beautifully of Samosa’s.

Happy days.

You just cant beat a day out in Bristol if you love food.

Palimpsest

Well first and foremost, welcome back.

I know it’s been months since I last tasted a fry up and its been ages since I told you about it but, I have been ā€œOn Me Holidaysā€.

The Current Mrs ND and I took ourselves off to Spain for a month (i know but thats the beauty of a Fire fighters Pension) where we stuffed ourselves with Calamari and Tapa. If you have been following my other Blog.ā€Bill and Jaki go Travelingā€ you will already know that.

If you haven’t, then why not?

On our return I organised a meet with our old friends, Cary and Rachel. It was Caryā€™s Birthday on Sunday the 2nd June so I wanted to meet up with him and wish him, Happy Birthday. But also, Rachel hasn’t been well lately and we wanted to see how she was and cheer her up a bit, as only I know how!

I wanted a venue that wasn’t too far for them to drive and it had to be wheel chair accessible so Rachel could manage it. It also had to have a modern eclectic menu rather than just a Full English, so I started looking.


After a few false starts I settled on the Hideout at Tortworth.

Unit 4 Tortworth business park, Wotton-under-Edge, United Kingdom


Now those of you who follow religiously (I am considering applying to make this a recognised Faith Group) you will remember I visited this venue once before in October 2021 with the Fat Boys.

But these places can change so there was no guarantee it would be as good ( or as bad) as it was 3 years ago.

I checked on line and the menu looked good if a little similar.

So I emailed and booked a table.

When Jaki and I arrived we were a bit disappointed to learn they had no table reservation for us even though (KIm) they had confirmed.

But they soon found us a table and we ordered a Pot of Tea and a Flat White coffee whilst we waited for Cary and Rachel to arrive. I was a bit worried they wouldn’t be able to find it as its a bit off the beaten track but I underestimated them and they soon pulled up in the spacious car park.

I couldn’t get the lid off the Pot so I couldn’t stir my Tea.

The Menu did offer a few surprise options and I was tempted to deviate from the full English and try something unusual. But I have been away for a Month and I was craving a fry up, so I stuck with my original decision and went for the Hideout Breakfast at Ā£14 with extra Toast.

Where is the Black Pudding Hiding?

Two rashers of well done Bacon, two meaty Cumberland Sausages, Two nicely fried Free Range eggs, some Tasty Saute Mushrooms, a portion of Saute Potatoes, a huge hunk of Sourdough Toast. Lightly Toasted which means it isn’t like chewing razor blades.

And finally, a Pot of Beans.

However, the menu says a ‘Tomato and Black Pudding’, though I cant remember eating Black Pudding and if that’s the case, that was a serious omission. I have scrutinised the photo, but I cannot see a `black Pudding hiding anywhere, can you?

However, there definitely wasn’t any Tomato!

They also put the toast and the pats of Butter on the same plate which made it cluttered and melted the Butter. They brought the extra Toast on a separate plate which made it easier.

The Birthday boy chose the Mini Breakfast Ā£10 with a Tea and a Glass of Fresh Orange Juice.

There was a Bottle of Water on the table for those that wanted it.

Whilst the girls got really adventurous.

Jaki had the Moroccan Smashed Avocado Ā£13 which was fine but there was just too much Mushroom which overpowered everything else and she left a pile of Mushrooms on the side of her plate.

Rachel chose the Bacon and Smashed Avo at Ā£14 and that was just about right, though if I was really critical, The Bacon was a bit too well done for my taste. It looked like it had been cooked, then kept warm.

The venue is excellent. Nice comfortable seating . Big spacious tables, plenty of space in between the customers so you didn’t have to listen to other peoples conversations.

There is outdoor seating for those hardy souls who want to freeze to death and a partially covered areas that I assume allow for smoking?

I didn’t see any Dogs in the Cafe, but maybe I just got lucky.

Service was friendly and helpful and I got the impression our server was invested in the Cafe, which is always nice.

So, in summary this could have been a contender for the best breakfast in 2024.

But, losing our booking and missing items off the plate have cost them dearly.


This is a top end venue in terms of cost so my expectations were high and they didn’t quite reach it.

Maybe next time?

NB: I emailed the cafe and sent them a picture of my breakfast and asked for an explanation why items were missing.

Initially they responded and said ā€œ some one on the table asked to have no black pudding and no Tomato and they gave me that breakfast by mistakeā€.

However, I pointed out I was the only one on our table who ordered a full breakfast. Then they said it was their mistake and I should have raised it at the time.

If I go again they say to let them know and they will compensate.

But hereā€™s the thing.

They are suggesting itā€™s up to the customer to check all items are on the plate not the chef or staff,

Very poor.