My dad is the only person I know who doesn't like pizza. In the UK, though, pizza takes on very many forms from the microwave deep crust variety to the carry-out boxed versions bigger than a bicycle wheel.
Many restaurants like to blow their own trumpets, and understandably so. They claim "the best scones in Scotland" or "winner of the best pie 2018" and I totally understand that.
I have a very good friend who has never been particularly bothered by food. He eats to live, in contrast to me who lives to eat. Sure, he likes what he likes and cottage pie with bubbling cheese on the top is his favourite but taking him to somewhere offering "fine dining" would simply not be appreciated.
Loch Tay holds a special place in my heart and I can't seem to stay away for long.
Michael Alexander and family enjoyed a taste of the Tatha Bar and Kitchen on the opening weekend of V&A Dundee.
There are many places in Courier Country that I drive past regularly, wonder about, and never visit. This week, I didn't just gaze out of the window at the white building with the big tree painted on it on the A90, I actually stopped there for lunch.
A small pub on the High Street of Arbroath is not the first place I would look for a little slice of Greece. Yet there is was - beyond the facade of The Fisherman's Inn was a little room which held so many secrets and surprises, it left me lost for words. Well, almost.
There are so many elements that go into making a restaurant good enough to return to, especially in a city like Dundee which is building in vibrance and energy all the time.
Well that's it then: we were blessed with a glorious summer but all good things must come to an end. As the rain sets in and the kids go back to school, it seems that our summer season is coming to a close.
During a spot of retail therapy in Perth this week, a friend and I wandered past Kisa's. I had heard good things about the food and so it seemed like the perfect opportunity to take the weight off our feet and relax with a glass of something after a hard afternoon slog on the high street.