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		<title>A chat with wine merchant House of Townend</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2020 11:19:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I was lucky enough to be sent a delicious bottle of Animado Malbec by House of Townend, which went down brilliantly in my first few days of social&#8230;]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was lucky enough to be sent a delicious bottle of <a href="https://www.houseoftownend.com/product/animado-malbec" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Animado Malbec by House of Townend</a>, which went down brilliantly in my first few days of social distancing. I mean, what else is there to do right now? Rich and fruity, it has a soft and juicy taste and robust feel. Animado means ‘animated’ &#8211; full of life or excitement, and there’s definitely plenty going on in this red wine.</p>
<p>I wanted to find out more about <a href="https://www.houseoftownend.com/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">House of Townend</a> and their wines, so asked a few questions…</p>
<p><strong>Can you tell me about the history of the House of Townend?</strong></p>
<p>Our history began with sport in the city of Hull, where we still operate today. The business was started by Jack Townend, a professional Rugby player for Hull Football Club. His popularity as a sportsman led to him opening a pub named the Rugby House in 1983. He then began to establish himself as a grocer before specialising solely in wine and spirits.</p>
<p>Post WW1, Jack was joined by his sons Charles and Jack. In 1934, John Ernest Townend took control of the business and ran it passionately until his move into politics in 1992. Current owner John Charles Townend carries his family’s deep passion for wine forward into the modern era, having expanded the business into a more wholesale focused sector as well as the acquisition of the Lakeland Vintners in 2012. Now over 110 years old, House of Townend remains a firm favourite for fine wine collectors and wine consumers across the UK.</p>
<p><strong>What difference does being a family run business make?</strong></p>
<p>The experience that the Townend family bring to the business can’t be overstated – they have travelled the globe to source the finest wines and build relationships with enviable vineyards. It’s also a more welcoming and inclusive place to work as a result of these family values. There are 63 people who work for the company, averaging over 10 years service each.</p>
<p><strong>How do you choose the wines you sell?</strong></p>
<p>Every single wine is chosen with an audience in mind. We cater to everyone – from casual drinkers to collectors. We source all of our wine from regions and vineyards across the globe and aim to offer something to suit all tastes.</p>
<p><strong>What&#8217;s your favourite wine? </strong></p>
<p>It depends on the weather. If it’s warm, a crisp dry white. If it’s colder or late into an evening, nothing beats a bold red such as a rich Malbec, a briary Shiraz or a fine Bordeaux.</p>
<p><strong>What would you recommend for lockdown?</strong></p>
<p>If it is a warm and sunny day in your back garden, where we would recommend something light and refreshing such as the <a href="https://www.houseoftownend.com/product/macon-aze-cuvee-jules-ricard-2016" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Macon Azé Cuvée Jules Ricard 2016.</a> Otherwise, a rich red in the evening would be our choice as early Spring still has plenty of colder nights in which sipping a rich and plump red such as Irvine Springhill Merlot from Australia, can bring comfort and make you dream of distant shores.</p>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 May 2017 08:41:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 May 2017 08:29:38 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Read all about Compassionate Living at Barefoot Vegan.]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Read all about Compassionate Living at <a href="http://www.barefootvegan.com/magazine.html" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Barefoot Vegan</a>.</p>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 Apr 2017 13:17:24 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I’ve always liked pink. Give me a choice of rosy hues or stark shades, and I’ll gravitate towards the pretty colours. But at 47%, masterly distilled and expertly&#8230;]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I’ve always liked pink. Give me a choice of rosy hues or stark shades, and I’ll gravitate towards the pretty colours. But at 47%, masterly distilled and expertly crafted, <a href="http://www.edgertonpinkgin.co.uk./">Edgerton Pink Gin</a> is no soft spirit, and certainly not a product that should be tarnished with the same (usually misguided) perceptions as rose wine often is.</p>
<p>Described as having both citrus and spicy notes, with a chocolatey aftertaste, the gin lends itself to something special. Sweet, classic and sophisticated, it’s a refreshing drink for the summer that makes you smile just looking at it, as well as drinking it.</p>
<p>First launched in 2011 and distilled in London, Edgerton Pink Gin gets its hue from the  pomegranate seeds, that are combined with a further fourteen unique <a href="http://www.edgertonpinkgin.co.uk./botanicals">botanicals</a>. It always amazes me just what goes into a spirit of quality, and alongside juniper berries, here we find damiana, used in some places as an aphrodisiac, spicy coriander and ‘grains of paradise, alongside citrus peel, lemon and the raspberry tasting orris root. As well as tasting great, you could even argue that sipping it is good for you. Liquorice has anti-inflammatory and anti-viral properties, almond powder is a great source of vitamin B, E and calcium sweet orange plays a role in reducing blood pressure as a result of its high potassium levels, and cassia bark considered a fundamental herb in Chinese medicine.</p>
<p>Colour plays a huge role in our perception of taste, which is something that Martin Edgerton Gill,  formerly owner of the London Gin Company, knows. In 2010 he sold the world’s first blue gin London No 1 Blue to Gonzalez Byass of Spain, and it’s been a huge success. His passion for pink gin was inspired by his father’s years in the Royal Navy during World War II, and his discovery of the spirit. A traditional nautical tipple, consisting of gin and Angostura bitters, was launched in 1824 initially as a cure for seasickness.</p>
<p>Its popularity grew, and it became a favourite in fashionable civilian bars. Martin is credited with pioneering the use of herbal teas with spirits, and combined his knowledge and experience to create the enticing Edgerton Pink Gin. Expertise not only comes in the creation of a spirit, but knowing how to mix it. The company have created a collection of spring cocktails, using some of the seasonal flavours to add a new twist on the classics Mojito, Martini and Gin &amp; Tonic.</p>
<p>My favourite was certainly the Gin Fig Martini. Crafting this one involves a little more work, but no less taste. Including brewed tea, a homemade fig syrup, and plenty of ice (shaken, not stirred), it’s an endeavour that’s well worth the effort.</p>
<p>Gin &amp; Tonic is my go to summer afternoon beverage, but  I’ve learned that it works equally as well as an aperitif before a Sunday meal when you try this take. Simply by combining gin and tonic, with three sliced strawberries, ice, and a twist of black pepper the well-known drink is given a whole new angle.</p>
<p>And for something more fun, why not a martini? Combining blueberries with the mint, lime and sugar for a Blueberry Mojito Royale, finished off with a cinnamon stick, this variation is sweet, sharp and spicy, all in one go.</p>
<p>At £25 a bottle, this isn’t the kind of thing that you just pick up on a Friday night to let of steam in a stupor. It’s worth taking the effort with. Taking the time to savour it, enjoying the taste, delighting in the aroma – and of course smiling at the colour.</p>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Sep 2014 13:39:25 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Usually when Gillian McKeith raves about something it makes me want to run a mile. That’s not to say that spirulina can’t taste good, but when dished up&#8230;]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Usually when <a href="http://gillianmckeith.com/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Gillian McKeith</a> raves about something it makes me want to run a mile. That’s not to say that spirulina can’t taste good, but when dished up with a side of guilt, it’s not an alluring idea. Thankfully in this case I didn’t listen to the urge to flee, and when looking for somewhere to dine in Cambridge on a recent trip, decided to swing by the vegetarian <strong>Rainbow Café</strong>.<br />
In a basement down a side alley, and marked only by a colourful sign on Kings Parade, the city’s only vegetarian café could easily be missed by the hordes of tourists  bustling for dining options. Those who do are missing out. There’s far more on offer here than just vegetarian lasagne. Also specialising in vegan and gluten free food, the menu is packed with delicious, hearty and varied dishes, with a rotation of specials also on offer.<br />
We go for the Vegan Artichoke Parcel, where flaky filo pastry parcels envelope artichoke heart, red pepper, black olives, sun dried tomato, and vegan cheese, and the ever popular Tagine L’Algerienne, where roasted sweet potatoes, aubergines and whole roasted carrot chunks, are slow cooked in a rich North African tomato casserole. All meals are served with salad, brown rice, cous cous or pasta, covering all food groups and appetites. The idea is that not only are diners treated to a trip of the tastes, but also the world, and are introduced to different national cuisines, reflective of the vast travels of owner Sharon Meijland and her staff. There’s Jamaican Roti Cups, Latvian Potato Bake, Indonesian Gado Gado as well as Italian Pasta Marinara.  Portions are vast, and even though we struggle, the taste means it is impossible to give up. And besides, we&#8217;re staying at nearby <a href="http://www.universityrooms.com/en/city/cambridge/hall/caths" target="_blank" rel="noopener">St Catherine&#8217;s</a>, the college dating from the 16th century, and only a stumble away.<br />
No one said that treats have to be unhealthy, and even the wines, beers and ciders are organic and vegan. The scrumptious ‘Miracle Cake’ tastes like the very best rich chocolate cake, but is actually made of super nutritious chestnuts, dates and walnuts, and <a href="http://www.nigelslater.com/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Nigel Slater</a> apparently described their carrot cake served with sour cream as the ‘best I’ve ever tasted.’<br />
In addition to being wholly vegetarian, additives,  colourings or flavourings are avoided, which means that nearly every dietary requirement can be catered for. But what is crucial is that so can every taste. The room, with its open kitchen, softly lit nooks and crannies, small and large tables is filled with all different types of people. Vegans sit alongside normal carnivores, glowing yogis with big burly men, couple and families, all just here for tasty food.<br />
It’s not only Gillian McKeith. <a href="http://www.menshealth.co.uk/living/food/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Men’s Health</a>, Nigel Slater and <a href="http://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2013/oct/20/ethical-restaurants-ofm-awards-2013" target="_blank" rel="noopener">The Observer</a> have all raved about it. And now I am too.<br />
Ethical, healthy, and delicious dining at its best.<br />
<em>The <a href="http://www.rainbowcafe.co.uk/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Rainbow Café</a> is in the centre of Cambridge. During holiday season you can stay at the university colleges with <a href="http://www.universityrooms.com/en/city/cambridge/home" target="_blank" rel="noopener">University Rooms</a>. </em></p>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Dec 2013 04:47:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Home is where the hearth is. Just like mum used to make. The way to a man&#8217;s heart is through his stomach. The belly rules the mind. Tell&#8230;]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Home is where the hearth is. Just like mum used to make. The way to a man&#8217;s heart is through his stomach. The belly rules the mind. Tell me what you eat, I&#8217;ll tell you who you are. Ask not what you can do for your country; ask what&#8217;s for lunch.<br />
Food is far more than sustenance clearly. An emotional resonance, a spotlight on personality, a window to a way of life, a social tool &#8211; food&#8217;s importance in our lives is paramount and challenged by very few things. What better way then to discover a new country than via its stomach?<br />
There can be few things more thrilling than discovering a delightful new cuisine when venturing abroad. It&#8217;s not only the food but what it reveals about a country. The street food culture in so many countries is exciting and inviting, and one of the best ways to really immerse yourself in the epicurean environment and social sense. Avoiding chain restaurants and glitzy hotels is something most travelers seeking authentic meals and an sensation do anyway.<br />
But the best way to truly learn the importance and significance of food to a country, and immerse yourself in it is by whipping up the dishes yourself. It&#8217;s not easy though. Local markets are buzzing with different foods, fresh aromas, varieties and variations previously unknown. But what do you do with them? The chef creating your dinner may do it with ease and grace, but how easily can you do the same without ending up whisked into a frenzy?<br />
A cooking class can be a great way to discover and really engage with what goes on the plate. Enamored by the meals I have been consuming and keen to liven up the rice at home, I undertook a cookery class in Chiang Mai. There are a number of schools in Thailand offering 5 or so hour courses in which visitors purchase ingredients from the local market, and cook up a feast with them, creating traditional Thai dishes with the family twist of the teacher. Ann, who runs the <a href="http://www.zabbeleecooking.com">Zabbelee</a> Cooking School (meaning delicious in Thai) aims to deliver healthy dishes like her mum made, full of flavour, and taught with fun. So a sunny morning, and three of us gather together to undertake the class.<br />
You can&#8217;t build a house without bricks, and you can&#8217;t cook good food without fresh ingredients. Song Thep market in the east wall of the city is our starting point. She smiles at our bewildered faces by the stalls as she picks up a small green marble sized vegetable, and calls it an eggplant. As far from the large purple fruits I know as it is possible to be, it&#8217;s just one of many signs of the differences that abound not only by culture but nature. I learn that glass noodles are made of mung beans (read super healthy) and the yellow noodles are egg (unsuitable for vegans). Lemongrass should be removed, not stoically chewed as I have been doing, and kaffir lime leaves are ludicrously cheap here. It&#8217;s all fascinating stuff, the frantic pace of the buying and selling adding a frisson to what would be mundane in the average supermarket, and leaves me dying to get my wok on.<br />
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Back in Ann&#8217;s garden kitchen we get chopping. With five dishes to make this morning, it&#8217;s busy and bubbling, the learning curve steep, and tasty. Less than a dab hand with the knife and the chopping board, I learn not only what to put together but the best way to do so. Each plate of ingredients contains the substance and the flavour, one enhancing and enlivening the other.<br />
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The aroma of lemongrass and tamarind is more than alluring, and there is something tantalizing about getting hands on and moulding rice paper around lush green vegetable, or spooning smooth fish into the banyan leaf baskets I have just clipped together. I&#8217;m struck by how vibrant the ingredients are. Even when not strictly necessary for flavour, like the traffic stopping chili or monk robe hued turmeric, Ann chucks in some carrot or basil for colour. It&#8217;s a truly multi sensory experience, taste, smell and sight are all challenged and illuminated, the sound of the sizzle and the delicate chop, and the feel of the food all combining.<br />
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Thai food cooks fast. A hot wok and small pieces (necessary when eating with chopsticks) means that the process is swift, the food piping hot, and the flavours immediate.<br />
Cooking is hungry work, and so we sample and stop as we go. But five meals before lunch time (after breakfast) is too much for me, and so I parcel it up for a picnic. I am laden with Stuffed Cabbage Soup, Red Curry Paste, Spring Rolls, Steamed Coconut Fish Curry and Chicken and Cashew Nut Stir Fry. I feel full. My recipe book in my pocket, I go to lay down into a food stupor.<br />
Technically, we all know how to cook. We&#8217;ve fed ourselves for this long. In the global world it&#8217;s not often though that we munch on truly local food created not for sale but sample, not for mass production but mass enjoyment. Learning how to cook is more than an education, it&#8217;s an experience. A feeling. And the food tastes all the better for it.</p>
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		<title>Enchanted Tea Rooms</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Mar 2013 19:41:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[A magical garden of sprites and elves. Sparkling faries frolicking in the grass and budding flowers breathing out enchantment. An effervescent shimmer in the trees that harbour chatter&#8230;]]></description>
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A magical garden of sprites and elves. Sparkling faries frolicking in the grass and budding flowers breathing out enchantment. An effervescent shimmer in the trees that harbour chatter and the comfort of tea and cake to lure the weary traveller. A wonderful utopia of Puck, his pals, and us, in the Peak District.<br />
Our boots are thick with mud as we splatter across the wooden decking to the entrance. Our calves ache from the hill and our ankles feel weak from the tumbling stumble down the other side. A few minutes ago the promise of such a charm was only an illusion, but now we are here, ready to indulge in fragments of fantasy.<br />
We must look weary as the owner ushers us to a swinging seat under an arbour of roses, and later turns a blind eye to our homemade sandwiches consumed under tin foil. From the list of magical potions and enchanted spells that we are handed, disguised as a ‘menu’ we select ingredients with fairytale powers.<br />
The mismatched crockery graces our table and the first few drops of hot water start to mix with the tea leaves and spices. The sky groans. The fluffy clouds grow ever more pavement coloured.<br />
Tethered to a wooden post at the edge of the pond a little rowing boat bobs in anticipation of the impending rain, and we huddle closer together. The smell of fresh grass mixed with the woody scent of wet streets and the warming aroma of cinnamon, the stimulating scent of rose leaves and the sweet smooth smell of geraniums swirl in a heady blend around us. We sigh in satisfaction.<br />
Magical raindrops fall upon us in the enchanted garden, the skin is wet, the heart is glad.</p>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Mar 2013 19:28:38 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[She walks in to Nude, tripping with an air of cultivated nonchalance, her excitement fizzing under the layer of cool. Her eyes can not widen enough to take&#8230;]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://andsoshethinks.files.wordpress.com/2013/03/images-5.jpg"><img loading="lazy" decoding="async" class="alignleft size-full wp-image-1795" src="http://andsoshethinks.files.wordpress.com/2013/03/images-5.jpg" alt="" width="250" height="161" /></a>She walks in to <a href="http://www.nudeespresso.com/cafes/soho-square/">Nude</a>, tripping with an air of cultivated nonchalance, her excitement fizzing under the layer of cool. Her eyes can not widen enough to take in all the options that are available as standard in Italian coffee shops. At home and the cafe around the corner Dad has tea, Mum has instant, and she has squash. She once went into a Starbucks, but sees nothing here suggesting of sugar and sweetness. Now she has come to join the sophisticated set. Those who drink coffee not just to quench a thirst or hold a warm beverage, but to observe and be observed, passing the time in small sips and understanding the world through coffee granules.<br />
Startled, she realises that the man behind the counter has asked her three times what she would like. Barista David his badge says. What is a barista? Is it like a Mr? Or a master? This boy can’t be old enough. One flashed smile later and she suddenly feels very self conscious, so hurriedly points at the first thing on the menu. The ordeal of ordering seems not to be over, and Barista David asks her some more questions, to all of which she answers yes.<br />
Mum squeezes her hand. ‘Go and sit down love.’ The girl smiles, before realising that Mum has just held her hand in public and to regain composure she must swing her thumb through her jean belt loops and saunter to the nearest table.<br />
Her mother arrives at the table, bearing two cups of coffee and two slices of cake. The girl takes a forkful of the light, lemony layers, letting the fork rest upon her lips, before pulling the glistening chocolate creation towards her, its stickiness too enticing.<br />
Then her eyes wince. She has taken that first sip. Bitter, rich, moisture zapping. Strangely captivating, but sharp.<br />
I go back to my book.<br />
When I look up next the words are in free flow, conversation of boys and school and problems and dreams tumbling. Mother and daughter. Friends. They will be here next week.</p>
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		<title>The Society Book Club</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Mar 2013 19:12:27 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[With a name like The Society Club, I expected something rather fine, a little eccentric, and somewhat individual. Turning off from the hubbub of Carnaby Street, around the&#8230;]]></description>
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<p>With a name like The Society Club, I expected something rather fine, a little eccentric, and somewhat individual. Turning off from the hubbub of Carnaby Street, around the corner from Pret and the like, I walk into what seems to be rather fine although higgledy-piggledy sitting room.<br />
Books adorn the walls and shelves, piles of new books, first editions, rare copies and magazines all around. Although billing itself as a bookshop cum gallery, the venue/shop/café (what is the correct noun for a space as eclectic as this?) also stocks London honey, Laundress Cleaning Products, vintage hotel ashtrays, Constance Spry vases and a selection of delicious and retro Tunnock’s treats. ‘Gosh, it’s like my ideal living room.’ I exclaim.<br />
Perched next to the Tunnock’s biscuits that are trustingly and simply in the centre of the long communal table, is one of the hand-written menus – scraps of paper clipped together, revealing a fondness for coffee and cocktails created with flavour in mind. I order an Americano which is buzzingly brewed in the corner, and my friend and I sat down to discuss the event we hope to organise. The close proximity of everyone means that conversations are not private, and we soon have people tapping our shoulders with advice and ideas, which we are only too thrilled to receive. The ambience of the place means that we’re pretty sure that people in here are people like us.<br />
Just then we are asked if we could be quiet for a few minutes. A book reading is taking place this evening, and they would like to film and interview with one of the authors. Just five minutes they promised, and as my fascination of all things wordy was in full pelt this afternoon, I am only too happy to hear secrets of the craft. We listen, we learn. The fifth time this happens, my curiosity is starting to wane as my deadline and need to talk looms. I am still captivated by the tales of those who have suffered for their art, but practical measures need to be taken, and so we do the unthinkable – we retreat to Pret. I will berate myself for this for days to come. But to offset the guilt, I first scribble the next five events taking place into my diary, and look forward to the poetry readings, story slams, and exhibitions that await.<br />
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		<title>Ai Fiori &#8211; New York</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2013 15:55:57 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Come January in New York, every city dweller neglects their well meaning resolutions to eat in and eat healthily in order to participate in Restaurant Week, the three&#8230;]]></description>
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Come January in New York, every city dweller neglects their well meaning resolutions to eat in and eat healthily in order to participate in Restaurant Week, the three weeks (don’t ask) a year when some of the higher end restaurants throw open their doors to the lowlier of us with prix fixe menus. On my first trip to the office of the New York branch of my new company, and the first time I met my new manager, a group of us went to <a href="http://www.aifiorinyc.com/">Ai Fiori</a> for their Restaurant Week three course lunch.<br />
Keen to impress my manager and colleagues, whilst hoping that it wouldn’t be too obvious that my usual restaurant was Pizza Express (complete with a Voucher Cloud 2 for 1) I felt that I could exude the air of sophistication that this Fifth Avenue establishment demanded.<br />
It seems New Yorkers don’t drink at lunchtime, even in the advertising business. No matter, a diet of soda (check me) was catching up with my hydration, so tap water was fine. It was also nice being in a foreign country without wondering whether it was ok to drink the tap water.<br />
As temperatures peaked at -12C that day, a warming and hearty soup to start was the only choice. We all ordered the same, and suddenly waiters arrived behind each of us, and placed down a 16” diameter bowl. Inside however was not a bucket of soup but three shavings of ginger and a sprinkling of butternut squash chunks, no more than a quarter of an inch in size. A hand reached round, and poured a buttery, creamy substance that barely covered the base of the bowl. Clearly they do things differently here I thought as I licked some of the luke warm liquid from spoon.<br />
Main course was pan roasted skate with lentils. The oil crust on the skate was thicker than the skate itself, which I suppose is not hard for a flat fish. Tasty enough, although the dollop of sweet white sauces with the lentils was odd, if strangely satisfying. It always amazes me with premium restaurants how hungry it is possible to feel post meal. I’m not after an all you can eat full English (believe me, I’m not that kind of girl). Small portions laden in oil and fat, easily clocking in a full day’s energy allowance, but in such physically small quantities that the stomach is nowhere nearly satieted.<br />
Dessert was an insanely rich chocolate mousse. I like dark chocolate, the darker the better, and am all about the 70%+ cocoa solids, but geeeez, as they say in the USA. A delicious dollop of Amaretto ice cream was however wonderful, and the crunchy biscuit that garnished the plate a highlight.<br />
Overall, I fear that my opinion of Ai Fiori says more about me than the restaurant. Maybe, despite the advertising job, the office in New York, and dining and multi star restaurants, I haven’t really grown up much since I was a kid. My favourite bit was still the ice cream.</p>
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