I am fortunate enough to be invited out to quite a few lunches at this time of year. In the last 10 days I have dined at some "smart" restaurants. You know the types of places, where presentation seems to be the most important thing with the food, what little there is of it, beautifully placed in the centre of the plate with a swirl of a fancy named sauce around the perimeter. Here are a couple of examples of what I ordered.
At Dunain Park Hotel
Starter:
Home made terrine of house smoked duck and goose with griottine cherries, melba toast and pinot noir reduction
Main Course:
Pan seared sea bass with hand cut "Kjenga" chips and a pea & shallot confit.
At Café One
Starter:
Pan seared breast of wood pigeon, cep and white truffle oil risotto, apple puree.
Main Course:
Rump of lamb, rosemary garlic and pancetta roasted potatoes, mushroom spinach and a sun blushed tomato jus
The thing is, last Thursday I was invited to another "smart" restaurant but when we got there it was fully booked and we ended up having to "slum it" at the nearest Brewers Fayre. A no brainer after studying the menu I ordered sausage, eggs, chips and beans which turned out to be simply sensational.
Now the fact that I prefer the Brewers Fayre meal to the "fine" cuisine presented in the other two restaurants, drives the present Mrs H (a very, very good cook) insane and she accuses me of being a food philistine.
But to me food is like art - "I don't know much about it but I know what I like"