THERE must be something in the water at the moment. Over the last few weeks, I’ve been inundated with letters from Sunday lunch lovers recommending various different eateries the length and breadth of our region.Read
THE danger with being named national Great British Pub of the Year is that it builds people’s expectations, especially if you tick another of today’s boxes by being a very “green” establishment, too.Read
LAST Sunday we hopped in the Eatsmobile and took a trip to the beautiful Northumberland coast … well, just about, as we visited Seaton Sluice, the southernmost tip of the county.Read
IT’S no secret that me and the Mrs have our favourite scran spots, but it might be less well-known that the nature of our work (I use that term very loosely) means there has to be a decent interval between visits.
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ALWAYS in search of better carvery joints – and feeling like busting a gut today, She Who Must Be Fed and I headed out to visit somewhere a mate of mine has raved on about over the blower.Read
WE awoke to the perfect spring day. Mrs Eats was keen to take full advantage of the clear blue skies and had her whites flapping in the breeze by 10am.Read
THERE’S one thing that can be relied upon with Mrs Eats and I – when it comes to our Sunday scran, a proper roast with all the trimmings will almost always be at the top of our list.Read
THE clocks may have gone forward this morning, but Mrs Eats and I remembered a recent Scran when snow lay on the ground and we fancied some comfort food.Read
SPRING is in the air, the daylight hours are stretching out and Mrs Eats is emerging from under the cloud that tends to dampen her spirits during winter.Read