A Sunday treat for you.

It’s a lovely sunny day today and almost time to get the BBQ out of the shed. As well as writing about food, learning about and eating it I can often be found photographing food and drink items at home or whilst out shopping here in the UK or abroad. I just love the flavours, colours and textures and sometimes the tempting aromas.

For a treat today I want to show you all my tempting food photos on my flickr site. Have a look at them HERE A lot of them are things that I love to prepare and eat in my own kitchen. I would to love hear what you think of them all, or any particular ones that appeal to you.

Please be aware that all the photos are copyright © Phil Lowe.

Children in restuarants?

Do the British have a problem with children in restaurants? Should they be allowed under a certain age?

On the radio the other day there was an incident reported where a couple had gone to a nice restaurant for a romantic meal and on the table next to them was a young family with a very young baby. All was well until the baby decided to have a screaming fit that went on and on. The couple felt that their meal/evening out was totally ruined especially as the child's parents didn't do a great deal to placate the baby and just gave 'oh babies' looks at the restaurant clientele.

It didn't help either that the kid threw a spoon in the air and it landed on the courting couple's table, knocking over their glass of wine.

Do some restaurants go over the top when creating child/ family- friendly environments?
Should there always be a separate children's menu and does this generally mean lower quality food?

Perhaps we in Britain should be more like France, Spain & Italy, where diners and restaurateurs seem more relaxed about kids in restaurants? Can we encourage kids to enjoy the experience? more? What do you think?

Eating in the street and LITTERING!

I have no particular objection to people eating in the street - and we are talking baked spuds and pasties and sandwiches here but so many people just chuck their half empty containers on the floor as they go back to the office or leave them where they sat for someone else to pick up. No disrespect to these two young women I happened to have photographed on the Market Square who put their rubbish in a bin. I went past a metal bench in the city the other day and there were four baked spud trays just resting on the bench accompanied by a pile of cold baked beans on the ground. Urgh. Litter, what do you think?