Lunch in Leeds with Stan Graham
https://livinitaly.com/cloth-hall-st-leeds I thought that it was about time I paid a call to the ‘other’ incarnation of LivinItaly known as Dough House in Cloth Hall Street, next door to the Corn Exchange. Whereas the original place in Granary Wharf is mainly a deli and restaurant, the emphasis here is on cocktails and pizza, so what…
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Sometimes I find food to be really complicated and I’m at the time of life when I don’t want to be bamboozled. It’s enough of a challenge nowadays remembering whether I should call a member of the distaff gender a woman, lady or girl without causing offence, let alone worry about what I should call…
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https://pizza-fella.co.uk/ The phrase ‘less is more’ springs to mind when reviewing Pizza Fella, the restaurant on Vicar Lane. I pass the place fairly regularly so thought that it was about time I called in to test their wares. Not only does the less is more philosophy apply to the decor but also the food, which…
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A few years ago when I was in fairly handsomely rewarded employment I spent a year living in Candle House, the round building in Holbeck Urban Village which looks like a stack of pizzas. It was a great place to live, only a couple of minutes’ walk to City Square and the train station, another…
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This lunchtime saw me take a trip to Simpatico, which is a pizza restaurant in Queen’s Arcade. We are so lucky to live in a city where the Victorian architects were so forward thinking as to build these wonderfully ornate structures in order to protect shoppers from the ravages of the Northern climate. I often…
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I don’t think that I have ever eaten so well as when I was a penniless student in London in 1969. I had a bedsit in Maida Vale which I couldn’t afford and would hitch-hike up the M1 back to Leeds every couple of weeks to get my washing done by good old mum. On…
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I was contemplating the meaning of ‘street food’ again this week as I visited an establishment called Wolf in St Paul’s Street. In the early 1970s I was the manager of a betting shop in East Parade just around the corner from here and a couple of doors away was a large sandwich shop to…
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