I know that things have been a little quiet around here on the food front recently. Mrs P and I haven’t been managing to keep up with the usual standard of restaurant related shenanigans that you have come to expect from us, primarily because we’ve been gallivanting around Europe for the best part of the last eighteen months. But with only a few more countries left to tick off, we’re back home now and the invitation to take a look at the new and improved Black Horse at Great Linford arrived in the inbox at just the right time.
Good Lord, what a year it’s been! A year later, a year older and we have learned a huge amount about blogging, eating and having amazing friends. We’ve written about so many different things that looking back on the 90 odd posts we’ve shared with you it’s too hard to mention them all so we thought we would give you another chance to check out a couple of our favourites that you might have missed the first time.
Last week was my Birthday and once we put aside the problems of having a birthday so close to Christmas (rubbish presents, nobody wanting to come to your party, your best friend telling you that he’s probably going to be too busy to remember so it’s best if we just never talk about it again. Ever*.), then it’s always something to look forward to, right? These days, birthdays are a perfect excuse to tick off another restaurant from the “must visit” list. This year, we stayed local and went to Olivier’s. I always saw it pitched right up there in terms of swank factor, not only because it’s the in-house restaurant to the frankly gorgeous Woburn hotel but also because it’s located in the centre of Woburn and within a few minutes drive of Paris House, the Black Horse and the Crooked Billet. To survive going head to head with such serious competition is quite an achievement and so I was looking forward to suffocating my Birthday despair with the addictively merciful pillow of post-Christmas gluttony. Continue reading “Olivier’s Restaurant at the Woburn Hotel, Woburn – Review”
Have you ever had a bad day? I bet you have. Lost your keys, stepped on some lego, got a parking ticket that kind of thing, right? Well, try this one on for size; I know a girl, let’s call her ‘Sophie’, who works in marketing and she had a big launch that she was responsible for. It was the start of a big rollout so it was pretty important that everything went well. In the morning, she woke up early full of energy and passion for the day ahead and jumped in the car. The journey should have been a couple of hours or so and in her enthusiasm, she started to push it a little but unfortunately, she hit a pothole which turned her wheel egg shaped. Disaster. She was going to be late, but she can deal with that. One quick call and the recovery guys had picked her up and she was back on the road, without a car admittedly but they dropped her off at the venue and organised a rental for her to arrive later. Crisis averted? Well, not quite. The printers called to say that the card she wanted wasn’t available at the last minute, and it got later and later the launch got closer and closer but still no car… and then it started raining.