Manchester Food & Drink Blog
I feel like rotisserie chicken is due a renaissance. They used to be everywhere. Supermarkets offered them, the local butchers did them as a bit of a sideline. It was an easy post work dinner for people everywhere. Finish work, grab a chicken, maybe some salad and some soft oven bottoms, and dinner was served….
I don’t know about you, but this weather has me knee deep in comfort food. You’d think after the indulgence of the festive season I might be more interested in salads and stir fries – but no. Porridge at breakfast to warm me up, and other meals are heavy on the orzo or risottos, soupy…
It’s no secret that I enjoy butter. I mean, you only have to look at me to understand that I’m not going to skimp – whether it’s on toast, in a recipe, whatever. It wasn’t always the way. I grew up (showing my age now) on outline spread as it was what my mum dieted…
Tequila and Mezcal is enjoying a bit of a resurgence – what better way to enjoy the flavours on offer than with a festival?!
If you’ve been to Stretford Mall (it will always the Precinct to me) recently, well done. I mean, it’s a bit of a challenge right now given the works both on the Mall, on the road and junction near the Mall, and to make things more fun, the works on Chester Road. I should know,…
Following my sampling of Tanqueray 0.0%, I have swiftly followed it with another low alcohol gin offering, this time from Warner’s Distillery – their Juniper Double Dry 0%. This offering from Warner’s is an intriguing one. On their FAQs it’s suggested that they use four methods of extraction – some of the botanicals preferring a…
Since I started taking my powerlifting seriously, I’ve had to curb my drinking. Getting older, along with hormonal changes and training 4 times a week means that I’ve stopped going out so much, and my regular G&T after work has to be either plain tonic, or something no or low alcohol. In some respects, getting…
I often say gin is my first love, whisky is my second (Tequila and Mezcal are affairs to be indulged in). My youthful experiences with whisky were… Limited. My dad would get the odd bottle as a gift from work – and he’d add a splash to my coffee or tea when I was unwell,…
October is one of my favourite months. Whilst in September we’re often clinging to the last of the late summer sun, October (usually) heralds a change. We turn away from bare legs and naked toes, and lean into opaque tights, knee boots, knitwear and layers. Or at least I do. We ditch salads for soups,…