Showing posts with label outside London. Show all posts
Showing posts with label outside London. Show all posts

Sunday, 24 October 2010

byfords


From time to time it's good to get out of the city, especially if you can combine a parental visit and cakes too. To that end we decided to treat the mother-in-law to lunch at Byfords in Holt.

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Holt is an affluent little town in North Norfolk, full of shops selling fancy homewares and oil paintings of sea side landscapes. It's a magnet for visiting Londoners, and Byfords reflects that perfectly being both deli, cafe, restaurant and 'posh' B&B. The word posh seems to pop up frequently on their menu, used to describe anything that used to be naff but now in our savvy post gastropub era is now the acceptable face of honest British cooking. It's like they don't quite trust their customers to appreciate and understand that.

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Entering through the deli, one is greeted by the pungent buy extremely enjoyable smell of cheeses from their ample cheese counter. The deli also has a great range of olives, organic and locally brewed beers, cakes, sandwiches and salads to take away and so on. It's well stocked and a great place in it's own right to buy a picnic lunch for any slightly warmer times to be taken to the nearby coast. They stock cakes and bread from Popina (I blogged about their Broadway Market stall here) as well as making and selling their own cake under the name 'Sponge'.

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We were seated in the cellar of the huge eating area, there was a big queue when we arrived, which seems to be evidence of how popular the place is. The menu is divided into several sections - bready things made up the bulk of the lunch menu, but there was a strong offering of homebaked pizzas too, and main meals such as risotto or steak were available too albeit priced fairly high for a quick lunch. I ordered the focaccia melt, the mother in law opted for their take on eggs benedict, and Mr LROC opted for a mackeral paste sandwich with chunky 'posh' chips.

When the food arrived I was a little disappointed because I'd been led to expect so much. I was expecting brilliance, but it was merely good. The topping on the melt was delicious - cheesy rich and beautifully tender veg but the bread could have been better loved, the salad was a little plain despite the presence of olives, sun dried tomatoes and pickled onions. I could barely taste the promised pesto dressing. Eggs Benedict looked good, but I don't think much could compare to the bargainous and tasty eggs at the Premises on the Hackney Road which comes with an extremely generous helping of hollandaise sauce.

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Desserts fared slightly better, as well an extensive range of ice cream they had lots of cakes on the menu; I opted for the lemon variety of the own-made 'Sponge' cake. It was perfectly baked - just the right amount of spring in the sponge, a golden yellow colour and moist. I understand that they are selling the brand on to other deli's but it felt too professional - almost too good, too slick and I think an overdose of the lemon syrup, or a slightly cracked top would make the cake feel more genuine. It was generously filled with lemon buttercream that was tangy and rich but again it felt too slick. Something more creamy, maybe with cream cheese would have worked well and offset the tang of the lemon to perfection. The New Zealand sauvignon, which accompanied my cake was excellent however.

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All in all, a good and pleasant experience, and a lovely place to lunch in a small town, but not quite living up the hype that seems to surround it. It is stylishly presented and the B&B looks fab and seems to be reasonably priced too. if you want to know more, including reading about their hotel or some of the other gastropubs they own in the North Norfolk area then check out the website http://www.byfords.org.uk/

As an aside, we had a brief walk around town after lunch and couldn't resist taking a photo of the pumpkins sitting in the rain outside the greengrocer.


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Sunday, 19 September 2010

macarons from paul


I had the pleasure and privilege of being in Paris for work on Monday, shopping no less. Although this sounds like a fun little jolly, it actually involves getting up at 3.30 am and parading up and down the main streets of Paris looking for inspiration. I can't complain too much though.

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We all know that no trip to Paris is complete without macarons, and having carefully googled the locations of all of the branches of Laduree around town, we completely ran out of time and there was no choice but to buy from the Paul counter at the Eurostar terminal. Normally this isn't too much of a problem - the patisserie is pretty good and the do the best quiches and sandwiches to be found anywhere at Premier Vision and the macarons I have sampled in the past have always been good however, buying of their boxes of 12 minis this week, I was sorely disappointed.

The shells were chewy and cake like - the flavours odd and indistinguisable - one even tasted like bubblegum but was, I presume, intended to be strawberry. One of the fillings was a strange, thick jam. The overall experience was like eating macarons made by the Tesco bakery.

The most annoying thing was that there's a Pierre Herme in Galeries Lafayette - and we were even on the food floor. This has however given me the urge to take a little day trip of my own across the North Sea for cake eating and shopping




Sunday, 12 September 2010

broadstairs and the end of summer


Last sunday Mr LROC and took a drive down to Broadstairs - in search of fish and chips, the beautiful cliff formations of Botany Bay and a sneaky way to try and extend what was left of the all-too-brief British summer.

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We drove to Joss bay, namely because Mr LROC is also a Joss and everyone needs a namesake.

Walking along the beach, underneath the huge chalk cliffs gave me time to ponder on the nature of summer and of the kind of hope it brings. As a child in the school holidays the summer stretches out endlessly in front of us, every day is a new adventure. As an adult we eagerly seize the first warm days of the season, preparing hasty picnics and decamping to London's parks to drink cider and beer. Days in the park meeting friends turn into impromptu dinners out, then into the best evening you've had in ages with no plans made. You feel like this will continue indefinitely and the need to enjoy yourself becomes less urgent, so when the rain starts mid August and you have failed to fully potentialise the summer, the itch to go somewhere warm and sunny kicks in. To this end we are contemplating jetting off somewhere - cheap and cheerful is the name of the game but we are in disagreement with regards exactly where.

Even the word resort brings me out in a rash, anywhere with organised entertainment will have me wondering if the local pharmacy stocks cyanide pills; but Joss doesn't want to travel independently this time and spend a large portion of time riding planes, trains and automobuses. Having said that we can't afford the kind of elegantly arranged, thoughtfully put together trips that Black Tomato offers. So where will we go - we're currently at loggerheads with regards this, so watch this space. What we do know is we're planning on doing a mini tour of Vietnam in the new year - so maybe I can compromise and go bucket and spade this time around?

As you can see from the pics above I came across what felt like a personalised sign scribbled onto the sea defences - Eleanor fatty certainly seems to sum up how I feel at the moment. I'm not sure whether I can keep up with the required amount of cake eating and baking required to keep this blog up to date! I think a two week crash diet is required.

I'm in Paris tomorrow so no doubt will consume copious amounts of macarons and other delectable Parisian pastries but from tuesday onwards I'm having a healthy snack box delivered for my lunch from Graze so I'll feed back on that one if any poundage is lost. Afterall if we do agree on a destination there may be bikini wearing...


Friday, 13 August 2010

fancy friday


I had mentioned that I might make Julia Boggio my fancy Friday but I want to reserve it for inspiring and lovely things that others have done, so without further ado here's Magpie cakes. An American wedding cake company whose cakes look modern and throughly delicious....

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Monday, 9 August 2010

i do like to be beside the seaside

One of the things I do miss about living in London is being close to the sea. The British seaside has a perculiar charm - none more so than Norfolk's premier coastal resort - Great Yarmouth.

I was back visiting parents this weekend and we drove by to take some pictures, hoping to get some of that faded glory. Unfortunately I only had time to grab some quick pics at the pleasure beach - it's probably just as well as this is already going to be a long one.

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