Croque of gold

We like a croque-madame at Fine Dining. There's something very mouth-pleasing about its eggy hammy breadness, although we were once bitterly disappointed by its naughty husband, the croque-monsieur in a beer garden in the Lake District.

Here's a croque-madame we had at chain restaurant Café Rouge in Cardiff Bay. It got us through a hangover and was nice and comforting and all friendly-like. We put a load of ketchup on it and it didn't seem to mind. That's your croque-madame: easy-going. So we were somewhat alarmed to learn about the croque-madame's bigger, brasher, beefier Portuguese cousin – the francesinha. Terrifying. We're not sure we could manage one of them. It would be like getting beaten up in your stomach. Although the chips look like they'd be amazing dipped in that sauce. It's got two kinds of boozes in it!

Here's a recipe...
And here's the blog, I Just Like To Eat, that we borrowed the francesinha picture from.

Food diary

Here's a grid of all the Instagram photos I took on my holiday. If you've got Instagram, we're thatsfinedining on there.

Instagrub

That's Fine Dining has got an Instagram account. It's thatsfinedining obvs. Follow us for up-to-the-minute meal news, as it happens. It'll be like being in our mouths.

This is a nice blog

http://neverseconds.blogspot.co.uk/
And controversial too!

Oh no did I just call this post "A Pizza The Action"

(Oh, yes. I did…) AMAZING homemade pizzas with roasted red peppers, homemade guacamole, homemade salads and homemade fish at Marc and Sam's house, for Sam's birthday.

There was also some nicely boozy tiramisu. And a box of muffins.
Here are some links to Sam's work:
Photography
Cushions and things

A eggs on it

Poached eggs on toast at Canteen. With a slightly gory-looking roasted tomato thing. Ideally, I'd like a runnier yolk than this though. Ah, that's better… I nicked the title of the post from this tasty zine.

Pork party

Exciting news. We've just been invited to go and help eat a whole pig at St. John. Nervous. Not sure when, or if, it's going to happen. Scared, a bit.

Floret Me Not

There's something wrong with this picture. Perhaps it's the fact that it's a picture of a pizza with huge clumps of broccoli planted into it. NOTE: I found this in the drafts folder from over a year ago, so I thought I might as well publish it.

Supper Club #1: Snack Attack

Food AND music. Godley & Creme, Snack Attack, 1987

Boar off

Wild boar pie and mash at The Tommyfield in Kennington. It had a little pastry pig on the top of it.

Ketchup-bombed

Poor croissant :(

Cake break

Beetroot and seed cake in Concrete, on the South Bank.