Quite a few interesting little food places have sprung up in my local area over the last year or two.
If I were a better blogger I would have written about all my visits, accompanying the posts with a selection of artful photos, but I didn’t, so you’re out of luck!
That said, H and I did go to a place back in March (coughs apologetically), Gagan Chulo, that I wanted to write about.
If you want a delicious, cheap and occasionally gently amusing meal, I feel obligated to recommend The Gallery Restaurant in Farnborough.
Although I’m certain I have eaten this in the past, Japanese Cheesecake simultaneously feels like something I could have imagined eating from seeing photos.
As my inability to post reliably continues, this piece is being completed AFTER I have finished working in London. I’d pretend now I’ll have more time to write things, but I’m going away for a while, so this poor site will once again be neglected (pats site gently on head).
But enough of my failings, onto the violet treats!
I imagine most UK peeps have had a parma violet sweet at one time or another. Opinion is divided between “euch, perfume” and “mmm, floral nectar”.
Naturally I am of the latter camp. However while rose crops up in quite a few cuisines, violet is scarce indeed. France is the violet powerhouse, and there is even a violet festival in Tourrettes-sur-Loup I half-heartedly keep meaning to go to. Over here, you’ll have to keep your eyes peeled to enjoy this delicate flavour in a format other than the aforementioned sweets or chocolate violet creams.
Ah well, my advice is to consume violet while you can, and lobby parliament in the meantime…
If you’re like me, you probably haven’t eaten many rose desserts. They just aren’t that common. Perhaps something soaked in a rose syrup, or incorporating Turkish Delight?
Where rose goes, sugar invariably follows. These desserts are sweet – sometimes excessively so, but don’t let that stop you.
Tried:
