Saturday, 27 February 2010

Wispa Gold, always believe in your soul

Somethings in life are not worth questioning.

Like, for example, the fact that Wispa Golds are gluten free, but the run of the mill Wispas are not.

No point shouting at Cadburys or campaigning via Facebook, I'll just quietly enjoy my Wispa with loads of gooey caramel shoved on top!

Wednesday, 17 February 2010

Flipping 'eck

Whose stupid idea was it to go out on Pancake Day? The only day of the year that it's acceptable to heap ice cream, Nutella, and banana onto one plate, and I found myself in rainy London, arguing with a waiter over poached salmon.

It's not often that a restaurant won't cater for my gluten free requests, often offering to cook something totally different than what is on the menu.

Not the case in Auberge, where they couldn't confirm if the poached Salmon was gluten free, because it had been cooked by a different chef in the morning. At 8pm, suddenly the thought of old fish with a possibility of added gluten didn't seem so appetising. And by then my friends, (in the spirit of those Carlsberg adverts) said if I couldn't eat there we were leaving. Probably the best friends in the world.

Just as we were about to start fighting over the last few eggs and Jif lemons and call it a (pancake) day, we stumbled across Cafe Rouge. I've never been to one before and it was brilliant when they reached into a cupboard and pulled out a gluten free menu for me! Had a lovely fresh salmon fillet with roasted veggies.

I will be having belated pancakes sometime this week and will give up going to Auberge for lent!

Friday, 12 February 2010

Approaching 30, fast....

Long gone are the days of drinking cider in the park before gigs. The last two bands I've seen, we started the evening in a nice restaurant, with a nice bottle of wine. A clear sign I'm growing up.

Pete and the Pirates were great at the Plug and Play, following a posh meal in Myalacarte in Caversham. And before Stornaway (a folk band, another indication of my age) we went to Las Iguanas by the Oracle in Reading.

Both these places mark their menus with gfs, which is great and means I spend less time worrying about what I can eat and more time concentrating on the pre-gig drinking, which ultimately results in the same level of teenage drunkness obtained from two cans of White Lightning up the park!

Sunday, 7 February 2010

The toast of things to come

I have finally succumbed and paid a whooping £2.50 for one loaf of bread. One small, fresh, delicious, Genius loaf of bread.

It has been quite a while since I had 'real' bread, so can't actually remember how it tastes, but this seems to hit the spot!

Rumour has it thats it's on offer in Sainsbury's at the moment, so hoping for another massive snow storm so I can panic buy 20 loaves!