I’m rather ashamed that I haven’t posted in an entire month- work, appointments and sleeping badly seem to have got in the way. Anyway, I’m back with a rather belated post on the fabulous GROW HQ in Waterford, which Mr. WB & I visited last month on our summer holiday.
The building itself is a funky affair-bright colours, concrete, and wooden tables with their own individual carved messages. Surrounded by gardens, you forget that you’re just off a roundabout and main road. I particularly liked the miniature garden, showing what can be achieved in a small space. It wasn’t lost on me that it’s just around the corner from University Hospital Waterford- perhaps the patient and staff could look out and feel inspired towards healthier homegrown food as a preventative medicine.
While not being a vegetarian cafe, the vegetables are definitely the stars of this menu. In fact, there’s even a ‘HQ Hero’ plate which features a vegetable cooked five different ways- great inspiration if you hit a garden glut!
Mr. WB satisfied his hunger with a hearty lunch, while I enjoyed a generous bowl of brocolli & romanesco salad with Cashel Blue dressing, caramelised cashews & dots of cauliflower puree.
I have to say I was rather jealous of Mr. WB’s beetroot & chocolate cake, but felt sufficiently appeased by deciding to order a gooseberry & tayberry parfait, especially when I was offered some ice cream in lieu of the usual (gluten-y) shortbread biscuits.
Calling GROW HQ a cafe really belies the quality of the food- this is restaurant quality food at cafe prices. I just wish it was closer to Cork!
I’ve always been envious of those people who have ‘posh’ picnics, with an endless variety of tidbits & general luxuries with seemingly no effort. Well, now I’ve joined their ranks! It took a little planning, but definitely a sign that I’m a more efficient cook than previously. Continue reading “The Posh Picnic!”
Springtime is definitely apple blossom time. Of course, I’m so delayed writing this that’s it now summer (not that you’d know it from the rain outside today)!
One of Mr. WB’s favourite lines is ‘I know a guy’. Example: me talking about getting a marble slab to roll pastry, Mr. WB- ‘I know a guy’. (He does- guess what I got as a Christmas present!) Continue reading “An Apple A Day…”
Or, at least, a strawberry bed. I finally made some contribution to our allotment last Sunday by getting down on my knees and planting the strawberries- 66 plants to be precise. Eleven of my Ballymaloe plants survived, and were joined by 55 runners propagated from our own garden. Continue reading “Strawberry Fields”
OK, technically it’s the Suburban Farm, but it just doesn’t have as nice a ring to it.
It’s about time I said something about my amazing garden. Firstly, it is due to an amazing landscape gardener, namely Mr. WB. Without him, there would just be a non-descript slope above the cream steps, full of rubbish (I should take a picture of next door as proof!) Continue reading “Welcome to the Urban Farm!”