Issue 50; A Simple Lunch

words by Thomas W Coombs

Am I the only one who’s had enough of brunch?

That smug, overexposed, avocado-strewn “non-meal” that has, for over a decade now, inserted itself into our weekends and, somehow, the rest of the week too. Since the dawn of social media, brunch has been less about eating and more about performance, a meal you could only participate in if you snapped your smashed avocado on sourdough and uploaded it with a hashtag like #blessed or #brunchvibes.

Issue 49; I'll Go With Eight

Words by T W Coombs

I am not a gluttonous man, I just like good wine and food and when I can, I do like to indulge, to a respectable level, and dive head first into a quality wine list and menu.

It is not often that you get to experience a true delight, you sometimes need to pick the occasion or it is just because you want a special time without a true reason.  When such an occasion rode in on a full white stallion, we grabbed the reins and went to the Hide and Fox in Hythe, Kent.

Issue 44; The Feast of Kings, The Chefs Table

I am not one to gloat or rub faces in my joy and love of finer things, actually who am I kidding I do this with every article I write.  However, without writing a ‘oh look at me’ piece, this is one trip of celebration which needed a mention, not just because of the sheer generosity of friends and loved ones that got me seated at the table without getting my wallet out but also just a mention to the artists that fed and watered me for what felt like minutes but was a touch longer.

Issue 41; Nobility This Way Cometh

I have become royalty in case you are wondering about the title, a princely crown has been lowered onto my head and my throne has been polished ready for my royal arse.

Issue 30; Trust Me, You Can Dance; Vol 2

It is fair to say I have a sweet tooth, I struggle to pass in the vicinity of chocolate without trying to have some.  And when the mood takes me I also like something sweet in my Friday night drink. And, like my taste in chocolate, I do like some bitterness along with my sweetness, like the look on your loving wife when you have done something annoying like breathing too loud.

Issue 30; Trust Me, You Can Dance; Vol 1

Whilst it is becoming harder to filter the worry within one's mind on the outcome of this locked in status the majority of us find ourselves living in, to be able to write anything meaningful or of note, but I found a way.

Issue 28; Do It Yourself, But No Hipster Here

written by @coombstw

You may notice a pattern in a few of my last blogs, making Pie from scratch, mending clothes to keep them going and recently I have started making my own bread.  But trust me, there is no Hipsters here.

Issue 27; The Glorious Consumption of Pie

written by @coombstw

I will never say I am a culinary genius, I have mostly a “chuck it in and see” approach to cooking, exact measures take a back seat with the use of hands and ‘yeah that’ll do’ running the show  and is why I have never been adept at baking. But I need to improve my cooking game. So in true manly form I start with the king of all Christmas leftovers uses, I made Pie.

Issue 26; Perk up with Joe

written by @coombstw

The black liquid of the gods, slowly being made across areas of the world, keeping the western world going throughout the day. The feeling of wonder and joy it brings, that euphoric feeling of amazement. Of course I can only be writing about one thing, coffee.

Issue 20; Three Nights in Paris

written by @coombstw

Before anyone gets too excited, this is not anything to do with a sequel of the Paris Hilton porn scandal media hyped marketing campaign.  This is actually me talking about Paris, where @gracecmbs and I went for 3 nights. It was a trip of food, wine, heat, sore feet and rather shiny carbon.

Issue 11; All About The Cheese

 by T W Coombs

A couple of weeks ago myself and Grace headed off to CheeseFestUK the first held in Kent.  The truth of the matter we used it as an excuse for an up coming sports event, still counts if they are a month apart right?

Issue 8; Not Quite a Sommelier

By T W Coombs

As the title suggests the next 700 words or so will be about wine, mostly my journey of wine with some of my favourites thrown in, also a great way to track your wine journey using your phone. 

Issue 7; Vino (Faversham) – The Review

By T W Coombs

Open for approximately three months now and situated in the beautiful market place of Faversham, Kent is a wine shop with a twist.  Vino is owned by Fabio and David and run daily by Fabio who has brought some Mediterranean customs to the experience of buying and trying wine.

Issue 1; The Yard, Faversham - The Review

Goats Cheese Salad (with bacon)

by T W Coombs

Firstly I would like to just let you know this isn't an actual food review, I know I have dragged you in with false pretences and for this I am sorry.  This is more of a recommendation of a cafe/bistro of such greatness that it deserves a mention.  I live in a market town called Faversham in Kent, so when I read magazines, websites etc. I am always told to go to this place and that place in London.  Great, so I need to travel for a couple of hours to get a sandwich, I am sure it is very nice but still, that is a bit much.  So I have thought to give mentions of my favourite places to go and eat in the same vein as the usual London recommendations. So here goes.