Not the clearest photo every, but a general sweep around to get the impression of how busy it was in the middle of town outside our local church on Friday, when my daughter’s school year gathered prior to going into Exeter for their Prom. It does make more sense if you click on it and see the whole thing, honest!
A pop up restaurant? In our little town? Really?! Well, there’s only one way to find out what that’s all about isn’t there? Go and give it a try!
The Pickle Shack have actually hosted the Honiton Grub Club in one of our local halls a total of four times now. This is the first time I, and my friend Mary, have been to try it. The concept is simple. They hire the hall, come along with their chef Josh McDonald-Johnson who has worked for several 2 Michelin starred chefs. You pre-book and pay, turn up, bring a bottle or two and have an amazing meal. They clear up, move out and it’s almost as if it was all in your imagination.
As you can see from the above menu, we had a wonderful feast all made from locally sourced ingredients, the details of which were supplied to us too and made for interesting reading.
Rather than whitter on about how beautiful the food looked and tasted, here are a couple more photos.
If you should ever hear of the Pickle Shack, if they pop up in your locality or they cater an event near to you, I most definitely recommend going along. Mary and I have said that we’ll be keeping an eye out for the next time they’re in town so we can book our places straight away.
When Shadow moved in with us we had strict instructions that he should be kept inside for 3 to 4 weeks so that he got used to us and used to his new home. At first this didn’t appear to be a problem. We weren’t sure if he had ever been allowed outside before, and whenever we opened the door to the garden he hid at the far side of the kitchen with his eyes popping out of his head with shock! After he’d been with us for just over a week though, that changed when he suddenly decided he WAS going to be an outside cat, and most definitely wasn’t waiting 3 to 4 weeks for it to happen. He seemed quite happy to come out sit and watch the washing being hung out, or Kev working on the garden…and then suddenly Kev turned his back one day and Shadow was up and on the garden fence. Shadow was actually very sensible about it and walked the length of the gardens on our street on top of all the fences, having a nose as he went along. Hanging out of Holly’s bedroom window with my camera lens zoomed right out, I could just about spot him. Not knowing if this was his first outdoor venture ever, Kev decided to go out of our back gate and follow him along the lane. He came back shortly afterwards to get Shadow’s treats to try to tempt him back to the garden. A while later I heard him come back again and went downstairs to greet the pair of intrepid adventurers….just in time to see Kev walking up the garden with blood dripping from his nose! The moral of the story of course is not to try to carry pet treats in one hand and a fully clawed up cat (who hasn’t been out of a pen for much more than a week in the past 3-4 month to blunt off those claws!) under the other arm! Waiting to see if Shadow would come back of his own accord was nerve wracking, but seeing him walking along that fence up to our house was so pleasing. And when he did it again and again, meaning he WANTED to come back and had chosen to be part of our family, well, that was just wonderful. With his cat flap now fitted into the kitchen door he goes and, even better, comes back as he wishes. As we’re getting to know more about him, he seems to be night time cat – happy to laze around the house all day and then go out prowling in the evenings. They grow up so quickly!!
Ever since I can remember I’ve wanted to live in North Wales. We spent nearly every holiday we had there when we were little. Living in the Midlands it was only a hop, skip and jump over to the most glorious beaches and amazing mountainous scenery. Since Kev and I have been together (25 years this September – gulp!) we’ve made the rather trickier journey from East Devon up to North Wales on a regular basis. This has continued since we’ve had Holly – her first time up Snowdon was before she was even born! Hopefully she has some lovely memories of our family holidays up there too.
I regularly look at houses for sale in North Wales and, while I was having one of these yearning sessions the other evening, Kev threw in a curve ball by saying he’d quite like to live in North Devon! We pop up there occasionally to the beach at Saunton Sands, which is actually very North Wales like, but we haven’t really explored the coast there in much more detail. Although North Devon is only some 50 miles away from where we live, the journey up there seems to take forever. However, as Kev had some time off work this week I suggested that we go and look at, although we knew absolutely nothing about it, Westward Ho! If you’ve never been, you should go! It’s absolutely gorgeous. Whereas Saunton is a lovely long beach with just a cafe and car park, Westward Ho! has a lovely town, amazing houses and fantastic beach to explore. I think we both fell a little in love with it. Is this the end, finally, of the North Wales dream?! Hmmm, wouldn’t bet on it!