Nobody tell my Mum that I’ve already had Christmas dinner this year, she’ll go daft! Seriously though, a little invitation came through from the lovely Toni and all my Scrooge-y feelings of ‘it’s only November’ were scrapped when I read about turkey with all the trimmings. Yes. Please.
A wee quick review of the brand new Butterfly & The Pig that recently opened at the bottom of Byres road. Previously “Bruadar’ which was an ‘ok’ burger place, it’s now another branch of one of my classic city centre favourites.
Pete and I popped in for a wee Sunday lunch and had two huuuuuge burgers. He went for the chicken with bacon and cheese, and I had the ‘Piglet burger’ with extra brie and pickles (obviously, as I am a pickle fiend).
However I didn’t even need to order them as the burgers both came with a lovely fresh pickled cucumber slice garnish on the plate along with those amazing homemade chips that are definitely made with some kind of giant mutant potatoes!
My burger was delightfully homemade, juicy, tasty and juuuust pink. Pete’s chicken was crispy outside (not battered) and definitely not dry inside. Huge amounts of cheese on both too! The buns let them down, those frozen floury ones that everyone uses. Brioche buns should be mandatory.
Along with two tasty white coffees in cute tea cups (served with big chunks of coconut ice!) our bill came to around £20. Service was a little slow considering there were only 7 tables in the whole restaurant but props to the female server for her genuinely pleasant attitude to all her tables, difficult when there are crying babies and people asking for things that aren’t on the menu.
City Centre? Check out Butterfly & The Pig on Bath Street.
West End? Head to the bottom of Byres Road at Dumbarton Road, you can’t miss it!
I wrote this whole post a few days ago and then pressed back by accident. OH MY GOD. I nearly threw my macbook off the table. Serves me right for doing it straight into my editor and not in a file first, but hey ho. I’ll summarise what I had written and it can be picture heavy, woo!
I’m loving these big catch up photo posts, especially for talking to you about these foodie events I’ve been going to. They don’t allow for my usual review style where I talk about service and food being equally important but they are a great way to experience somewhere new! This photo has nothing to do with that, I just find it amusing.
(This photo is stolen from Tammy!)
Well what an end to the working week! Ok I know it’s only Thursday but I’m off until Monday so I have the full on Friday feeling. Tammy texted me this morning saying we were going for a cocktail after work and I was to be ok with that…
I’m putting it out there straight away, I don’t really like watching sports. I just find it so long and dull. The only exceptions to this are my love of watching Liverpool with Pete because he makes it more exciting (and sometimes I even wear a Liverpool top, but only the red one because it’s my colour) and Wimbledon. Wimbledon is just lovely. It’s all very middle class politeness, hand shaking, one-love, strawberries & cream, champers and of course, Andy Murray.
Being Scottish and a Dunblane neighbour I am of course 100% behind him. Even if I don’t quite understand the rules of the game and have been heard, on occasion, to ask ‘is he winning?’. So when I found out that the DoubleTree Hilton in Dunblane had invented a Mocktail in his honour I had to tell you guys about it.
With fresh cranberry, pineapple and orange juice, with a splash of blue curaçao (or blue bols to the bar people of the world) and sweet orgeat syrup to take the edge off, it’s the perfect summery mocktail to sip whilst watching him do his thing.
At only £4.50 I think you could definitely afford to buy a little nip of gin to pop in there and make it a grown up Murray Mocktail, but maybe that’s just me…
I feel like I need to do a big catch up post because I’ve been such a naughty blogger recently. It’s down to the fact I have a new job which I want to share with you guys! I’ve finally, after years of waitressing and interning, landed myself a big girl job in marketing. It is, however, anything but boring! I work in a students’ union and it’s right up my street. Most people in offices are inputting data and other mind-numbing jobs. Instead I find myself discussing foam parties, looking at giantballons.com and having meetings with a team of amazingly motivated and involved student officers. Oh and sometimes I get asked to help make a condom tree…of course.
Anyway, this has meant I leave the house at 7am and don’t get home until 7pm on weekdays and spend my weekends catching up with my boyfriend and my sleep. I have managed to fit in a few events recently though, namely the West End Festival (see my post all about it here)
I took a trip to Meikleour with Pete to see his Dad, a horse and the largest hedge in the world.
My lovely friend Clare graduated (for the second time!) in Architecture and we popped down to the beautiful Glasgow School of Art for her degree show. The building was designed by Charles Rennie Mackintosh and it was amazing itself, but the work on show from Clare and her fellow grads was incredible. For some reason I haven’t got my photo of Clare’s work, which makes me a terrible friend/a clumsy iphone user. But here’s a few snaps from the rest, and my awesome-as-ever burger from Cocktail & Burger. I had a chat with Colin, the owner, who was so excited to meet me and thank me for my review that he gave us all a free shot of patron and asked us to go dancing haha!
I live really close to Queen Margaret Drive in the West End and I’ve been planning a review of the whole street because it’s full of cute little shops and awesome cafes. So I was super excited to see they were getting involved in the festival and held their own mini one! I met Kayleigh and we took a wander down (not even the crappy weather stopped us or the stall holders!) I held an owl called Skittles, Kales held one that looked the spitting image of an old, daft regular from the pub! I also hit out with my very own ‘Overheard in the West End' of 'I'll get the owls since you got the starbucks' hahaha!
We also headed to the Mela in Kelvingrove. I’m not sure if it’s a new concept but it could definitely do with some better promotion and organisation, with so much potential for showcasing amazing cultures, all we were faced with were stalls for home insurance, people selling saris and burger vans. There were a few stages but I wasn’t really bothered about watching dancers. I was bothered about getting in a fire truck and enjoying some free rubicon though. Oh and the police doing tricks in the skatepark, haha!
The fireman was loving Willow, and the other guy was gutting himself laughing!
This is turning into a mammoth post, so my visit to the wonderful Tullie Inn will be getting it’s own post tomorrow.
I’ll leave you guys with my photos from my third ever grad ball- Ally’s, mine, and now the one I’ve worked. I thoroughly enjoyed myself, checking everyone’s tickets, looking at all the lovely dresses and then ‘enjoying’ dinner (I couldn’t eat the starter because of the nut pesto and the main was, as my mum would say, not to my taste…but hey I wasn’t in review mode!) My incredibly bad hangover can be explained by the fact I was the only one on our table drinking the free bubbly. Or maybe it was because I stayed to party with my old uni friend and Stirling bestie, Nicola, who’s boyfriend had just graduated, and I thought jager and gin was a great idea. I pulled a muscle from those heels and I am honestly still struggling a bit two days later with the hangover. Too old!
(I spent a few hours during the day with our shop manager doing those bloody balloons so I hope they were appreciated!)
(That chicken leg looks like a stubbly fake tan leg hahaha)
(This photo explains the hangover, but not much else…)
If you’ve even got to the bottom, I salute you. This hasn’t been a review, more of a personal post, but I hope you enjoyed it! Look out for my Tullie Inn review soon.