Update: Well that was short-lived. As of 18/9/14, head chef Glen has left The Blackbird. Shame!
We love it to death, but sometimes we all give Newcastle a bit of a hard time.
Newcastle, Summer 2014 – BBQ openings galore.
Supperclubs – all the rage, yeah?
Our visit to The Raby Hunt (DL2 3UD) was long overdue. For the past couple of years, it has been, and still is the region’s only Michelin star restaurant, with rave reviews from foodies all over the country.
It’s been a hard month – mostly scranning Michelin style in July, given it’s my birthday month and all, but to be honest, I think I’m not alone in leaning more and more towards big plates of good food from the pub as my personal food heaven, rather than fussy over-dressed plates. Unfortunately with “gastro”pubs, though many try, label their burgers as “gourmet” and their chips as “hand cut”, they’re mostly the same – mediocre food with customary use of microwave.
You know what this is going to say, right?
**UPDATE: The Salsa Cafe closed in 2015**
Meat, fish, and a disaster on a plate.
Let’s face it, it has now been 48 years of hurt, and England aren’t going to win the world cup this time round either.
Update: after along while dormant, Burger Stop closed around 2016.
You can see the thinking behind burger night at Jam Jar – 2 burgers & fries for £14 guarantees that every Tuesday night, the place is going to be rammed – yes, with students. Osborne Road, though it continually tries, has never been the epicentre of Newcastle’s culinary scene – is this new bar with tables any different?
Since leaving the student lifestyle behind, I’ve tended to avoid the Jesmond branch of The Fat Hippo like the plague. Totally the target market, but there’s only so many students wearing their pyjamas, “doing” a hangover brunch that I can take. Osborne Road, man… Especially in the cramped little converted front from that is the restaurant. Hey ho.
It is done. On some level I succeeded, but not without cheating here and there. Friday afternoons at work are just filled with eats and treats, so the ice lolly and beer were just way too tempting. Getting hungry and tired as I headed towards the weekend led me astray, and despite the promise of a fancy wedding meal at Wynyard Hall the very next day, I couldn’t resist. Sorry.
Wednesday night is usually punctuated with the “top-up shop”, but not this week. Unsurprisingly, I’ve learned is that I eat way too much normally (who would have guessed…), and a “recommended” serving portion will fill me until the next meal – but the lack of exciting ingredients certainly makes the food bland.