This isn’t a proper post. It’s a tiny one just to draw your attention to a new place I spotted in North Camp recently – the Sidewalks Bar & Diner (Lynchford Road).
So far we’ve only popped in for milkshake (H had a “hard shake” with rum in!) but we plan to return to try something from the menu some time (lots of different burgers and hot dogs).
It’s got a nice pub feel and a garden out back. If you get there before me, let me know how the food is!
I am a great believer in research. Why waste time eating something disappointing when a little research can minimise the risk of traumatising your tastebuds?
Of course happening across good places is wonderful. There is always a little risk involved, but if you rely on your instincts, things usually turn out okay.
Over a year ago, I posted about an awesome fro-yo place in Hong Kong: Orangi-Yo. Here you could serve yourself from a choice of fro-yo flavours and then sprinkle with as many toppings as you liked.
H loved the place, and since then, we’ve occasionally reminisced about it, wishing there was somewhere similar in the UK.
The other week, we decided to pop up on the train to Clapham Junction to have a mooch around. Imagine my delight when, undertaking some pre-trip research, I came across a website for a 3-shop chain of self-serve fro-yo places in London!
One of the things I love about being on holiday is eating out. A lot.
We tried not to go too crazy in Cornwall, but we did have a number of great meals, and I’ve picked out a few places below that went down well.
Sunday lunch is one of the meals I least like to cook. There are so many different elements that all have to be ready at the same time. I inevitably end up with overcooked something, undercooked something else, burnt something, squishy something and not enough gravy.
Thus even though Sunday lunch isn’t a particular favourite with me, I have come to enjoy the peaceful ease of letting someone else have all the stress of cooking.
Last weekend we headed deeper into Hampshire to the attractively-situated Anchor Inn. The main part of the pub has insanely low beamed ceilings; even my 5′ 5″ proved too tall to stand comfortably under some sections. The dining area was a more regular height though, and was pleasingly decorated with mismatched chairs, wooden tables and an assortment of candlesticks.
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