I grow my own, brave the kitchen heat and know my woozy way around a wine list. Welcome to my post-lockdown world…
You may call it a blog if you must. It’s certainly a change of direction I’ve been putting off through years of journalistic hyper-activity. The lockdowns have made me reassess the food and drink I really care about. I feel refreshed and free of restraint. Even so. Please excuse the solipsistic sounding neilsowerby.co.uk. It’s not just about me. More the discoveries I want to share. Read more…

Will ‘Queen Beer’ Jaega go for the jugular in the MFDF battle versus the cocktail kings?
Question. What the devil is the owner of ‘the UK’s toughest pub’ doing at Manchester Food and Drink Festival debating the food matching merits of craft beer over cocktails?
Of course, every city boasts a roughhouse contender but the…

It’s later than you think! But delayed MFDF has jettisoned none of its bumper foodie appeal
Delayed by a week out of respect for the national mourning period for Queen Elizabeth II, the programme for the 25th Manchester Food and Drink Festival has emerged remarkably unscathed. Amid much rearrangement only the MFDF Curry Club has been…

 Madeleine moment – Rambutan’s spicy mutton rolls redolent of old Colombo
Midnight at Colombo Airport, stepping out into the humid, slightly foetid tropical night after an 11 hour flight. The usual welcome on such trips, a taxi driver flourishing a card with my name, misspelt. All is not as it was meant to be, alas.…

The Dormouse that roared – abstract expressionist pud at the Sao Paulo Project
Paul Jackson Pollock, born January 28 1912, Cody, Wyoming, died Springs, New York, August 11 1956; Caroline Gameiro Lopes Martins, born February 26 1986, São Paulo, Brazil, currently running a fine dining pop-up in Ancoats, Manchester, named…

Cooking on sizzling coals, Libertine is the latest hot property in a former bank
In a world of indie hospitality unease it’s wonderful to encounter a bold opening in a suburb. Yet even at the launch party for Libertine, featuring fire-grilled meats, cool cocktails and a real feelgood vibe, the very surroundings set me…

Revisiting Daube à la Provencale – the legendary Lulu’s greatest hit?
Family holidays in Provence. Those were the days. Not always without incident. The first time I ever drove abroad was an eerie 3am hire car trundle along Nice’s Promenade des Anglais after horrendous flight delays. Two tots in the back too…






