Yep, here we go again. Save the date on your calendar, here comes Art Basel Hong Kong right around the corner. Art Basel has a pretty good spread across the globe at this point, of course the annual in Basel Switzerland itself, the somewhat iconic although over rated Art Basel in Miami for all of […]
The food at the resort’s Oak Restaurant proved to be a significant upgrade from the cafeteria-style food served at Camp Greenhill, and is probably one of the — if not “the” — best restaurants in Newcastle. While I thoroughly enjoyed my salmon dinner, I was more impressed by the next morning’s breakfast, which was the best breakfast I have ever chowed down in Great Britain. For whatever reason, every bite of every item — bacon, sausage, toast, tomato, porridge, eggs—packed a delicious and memorable punch. A good Irish breakfast is one of the true wonders of the culinary world. When it was over, I wanted to do it again.
From my days as a camp counselor I knew that just about any of the town’s pubs would serve up a decent lunch. So, ended up at the Anchor Bar, which had been my favorite haunt when working at Greenhill. Not that I was surprised, but I didn’t recognize anyone there and the place had been upscaled out of recognition. Lunch was decent standard pub fare, but being Northern Ireland, the fish and chips better than you’ll ever find anywhere in North America. Not sure what it is, but the folks in Northern Ireland make the best fish & chips in the world—even better than you’ll find in England. In fact, the best fish & chips in the country are found in the most modest establishments—or, chip stands, and my one regret for this visit was that I failed to hit any of the several stands to be found on the main promenade.