WHEN Mrs Eats and I return to dine at a pub after a lengthy absence it is always interesting to discover whether it has become better or worse, or stayed the same.Read
THE opportunity to dine al fresco in the North East comes once in a blue moon. So with the sun blazing and bellies rumbling Mrs Eats demanded we fire up the Eatsmobile and head to one of her favourite beer gardens at the Blue Bell.
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IF YOU totted up the hours Mrs Eats has spent looking at stuff she has no intention of buying, I reckon it would account for a good four-and-a-half years so far. Window shopping they call it – but this time there weren’t even any windows.Read
BILLING yourself as a “one of a kind” dining experience is a rather gutsy move, especially when you’re a restaurant without Heston Blumenthal in the kitchen.Read
SOMETIMES there’s nothing better than a breath of sea air to brighten up your Sunday. Even better for Mrs Eats when you can combine it with minor celebrity spotting and a quality Sunday roast.Read
YES, it’s that time of year already. No sooner is Match of the Day back on the box than Mrs Eats starts talking about the Christmas shopping and how we must do it early this year to avoid the last-minute crowds.Read
SHE was determined to make the most of the summer sunshine, which is why Mrs Eats suggested a trip to the seaside for our customary scran this week.Read
THINGS have been far from merry in the Eats house of late. She Who Must Be Fed has been in one of her moods for the last week or so, which I believe is directly linked to the weather.Read
FOR the last 12 years I’ve been submitting my weekly Sunday Scran report to those good people at Sunday Sun HQ, but it’s a little known fact that I rarely darken the doors of the office.Read