Life as a wino, life as a Meribel chef, restaurants I’ve been to, recipes and, of course, Bloating Balls.
What happens when one chap ups the hustle-and-bustle of London city life in exchange for the life of a winemaker. Taking in all seven of the major French wine regions. Growing, tasting, reprobating.
A season working as a chef in an 18-person chalet in Meribel. Five months of stress, debauchery, snow and a bit too much fun, no doubt.
The Bloating Blogger is from South-West London and chows down in restaurants (and occasionally hotels) here and wherever. The aim: to give an honest assessment on local, mainly independent, eating joints and the best places to stay when enjoying them (or not).
How Bloating Balls work
Much like the famous tyre guide: balls are awarded to restaurants depending on quality. A bit tongue-in-cheek but the system works.
The aim is five balls. Take a look a the chart below:
No balls: Do Not, for the love of God, go here.
One Ball: Nobody wants just one ball. Best to avoid.
Two Balls: Two’s a pair, but this restaurant lacks gusto.
Three Balls: Not bad at all. I’m sure you’ll enjoy
Four Balls: Super stuff. Go here; it’s fantastic.
Five Balls: Unbeatable. This place couldn’t be bettered.
Think I should rate a restaurant near you? Found that perfect roast and think everyone deserves to know about it? Or do you need a recipe for the perfect coleslaw, brisket or brownie? Contact me here and I’ll do my best to help.