ABOUT

Staring into the middle distance one Sunday afternoon I had an idea. We can all go to restaurants and cheeky bistros, but how many of you are able to visit them sequentially from A to Z? Well all of you I suppose, but I've decided to tweak the nose of terror and actually do it. Follow me into a world of heartburn, swashbuckling adventures and deep concern over the right amount to tip. 

​

The rules: I eat food, I write about it, which may include references to the meal I've eaten. I start at the letter A, cheat for the letter X and finish at Zucchini Pasta Bar in a blaze of glory, hovering around 14 stone. (If someone wants to tip Zucchini Pasta Bar off that I'm doing this, I won't complain - especially if it ends with free tiramisu.)