Restaurant Review

I feel the pain of chefs who have to cook in open kitchens. Being watched by customers while you work must be horrible. Instead of sitting slack jawed and slumped, occasionally muttering to yourself,...

Panna cotta is a Labrador, soufflé is shuffle and prosciutto is profanity. When it comes to food, I hate spellcheck. Thus, the thought of reviewing a restaurant that doesn’t have a menu is...

Like Wallace from the Aardman Animations movies, I’m just crackers about cheese. So I’m delighted to sample the stuff of my dreams at this eatery whose name conjures up images of a hip jazz club, but is...

Fitness gear is the new casual diningwear. The combination of leggings, trainers and a singlet says I have earned the right to be here. Whatever I eat is fuel that I will be burning off later in HIIT,...

There have been many strange hangover cures. In the first century AD, physician Pliny the Elder suggested eating two raw owl eggs in wine. During the Middle Ages, it was uncooked eel, with the theory that...

You can find raindrops on roses at the florist at number 30. There are probably tea-bags for your bright copper kettles at Scotmid and warm woollen mittens in one of the many charity shops. If you want...

If you’re a mole person, there’s lots for you in Edinburgh. We’ve got the subterranean delights of Mary King’s Close, South Bridge Vaults, and, of course, all the lower level restaurants –...

As the daughter of a geography teacher, I quickly learned that maps are a glorious thing. Yawn. In fairness, the minutiae of maps are interesting and provide us with a valuable and fascinating record of...

"Footsteps on the dance floor, remind me baby of you...” I love a bit of Womack & Womack, and the new last-Sunday-of-the-month brunch at this five-star hotel (formerly Hotel Missoni and more recently...

Nothing much happens in EH11. The last events to rock this neighbourhood were when the bat walk in Harrison Park was cancelled due to high winds, the recycling bins were relocated and the time that...