Do you remember when top model Kate Moss popularised the use of the word ‘basic’ as an insult back in 2015? Used with food, however, ‘basic’ can be problematic; one culture’s cucina povera is another’s reductive, boring bowl of pasta. That’s how the taste cookie crumbles.
Having visited V&A Dundee several times without ever having tried the Tatha Bar & Kitchen, my partner and I decided to rectify that a week or so back by treating ourselves to lunch there.
We are always on the lookout for restaurants that are child-friendly without compromising on grown-up ambience or the quality of the food. In our neck of the woods they are few and far between, without trekking to St Andrews or settling for fish and chips every time we want to go out for tea. Well, it turns out there was one on our doorstep all along and I didn’t even know. Don’t you just love it when you find a hidden gem?
For anyone who enjoys eating out, it’s always exciting when a brand new restaurant comes to town. So when The Rav, a Nordic bar and restaurant in North St in St Andrews, opened its doors a few weeks ago, we were keen to visit.
Despite having driven past The Old Manor Hotel, Lundin Links, many times over the years, I had never eaten there. I confess to having been a little put off by the modern banqueting suite, partly obscuring the roadside view of the traditional gray stone manor house, and the signage referencing the hotel’s wedding and conference trade.
In prime position overlooking the 18th green of the Old Course and the iconic Royal & Ancient Clubhouse, Rocca diners are entitled to expect a privileged experience. However, with that comes the expectation of an equally impressive culinary experience, particularly given the restaurant’s three AA rosette status.
Well, it’s a hard job but somebody has to do it.
Set in a sunny row of cottages above the harbour in Auchmithie, this little Scottish treasure has, in a very gentle way, been introducing me to Scotland since 2011. It is here, for example, that I first tasted Scottish mussels.
Mum and I arrived at The Wee Restaurant on a dark, windy and wet February evening.