Restaurant Review

During those weird, non days between Christmas and New Year (which were infinitely more non-descript this year), I end up craving something that’s the polar opposite of roast turkey, roast potatoes and huge,...

As part of my ongoing odyssey to eat at 80 different takeaways around Scotland, I've decided to head to deepest darkest Melrose via Thailand to review a place called Rak Thai. It opened in February this...

I’m by far not the only one who has rarely left their front doorstep this year. I’ve walked the same route around where I live so often, that even the dog is now bored. A brief sojourn in the Highlands...

I am quite a late comer to Sunday roast. While Sunday dinners growing up were always a sit down family affair (and always with a starter of garlic bread), a full on roast with all the trimmings was only...

There is a vintage travel poster that proudly proclaims, Peebles is for pleasure. It was created by the artist, George Ayling, to encourage visitors to make their way to this Border town by rail back in the...

One of my favourite memories of cooking with my mum was the nights we got to make pizza. From the excitement of helping choose the ingredients at the supermarket to the thrill of piling toppings onto ready...

Autumn's arrival has initiated my dark descent into winter gloom, so as a seasonal antidote I've booked a table at Peebles Hydro to comfort eat my way out of the pre-winter blues. To me, this hotel has...

I need a rebrand. I’ll hire a big agency for the campaign. First off is a new name, because this byline has done me no good. The picture isn’t flattering either.  It can go in the attic, along...

Apart from a wheel of cheese, my only other souvenir from our holiday to Arran was near scurvy. My five-a-day routine had tipped into minus territory, dropping to -7 on the day I had a Blackwaterfoot...

One of my favourite online videos features a seagull strolling into an Aberdeen branch of RS McColl’s and shoplifting a bag of cheese Doritos. Down at the Newhaven end of town, these birds were pestering...