Articles by Daphne Colthard
My mother used to say when she went to a restaurant she would never order anything she could serve or cook at home, citing smoked salmon and steak. Steak features strongly on the menu at Goodmans whose Canary Wharf restaurant I visited on Thursday. I went with a friend of my husband Olly, who had a [...]
China Latino/Nottingham
Douglas Heath contacted me for advice on Nottingham restaurants as he is up there for the first two days of the test. I was only too happy to oblige and went one step further. As I have cousins who farm near Newark I said I would come to the City of Robin Hood (and lace) to accompany him. I chose [...]
Ken Lo’s Memories of China
When I was a young tennis player, quite competent, in the school side, I had a game with Ken Lo, well into his seventies. I thought my fitness would tell but Ken, stationed on the base line, had me running hither and thither and won 6-0, 6-0. Ken was a polymath: a Cambridge graduate in English, a [...]
The Idle Rocks, St Mawes
My readers will know how wary I am of restaurants with panoramic views. Equally that I factor into the restaurant experience greeting, comfort, service and cost as much as food. I’m pleased to report that the restaurant at the Idle Rocks scores on every count except possibly value. I first [...]
A la Colthard/ The Little Fish Market
The Independent in its travel section ran an interesting feature on 48 hours in Brighton. In the restaurant section they recommended The Salt Room and the Little Fish Market. I have never visited the latter so off I went with a French girlfriend last night. It’s a small restaurant in Hove [...]
A la Colthard: Hakassan
There is a humourous passage in a David Lodge novel where English literary professors compete for the most famous book they have never read and one boasts he has never read a word of Jane Austen. At a Rust reunion the sports guys were talking of the great events they have never attended. This made [...]
A la Colthard: Hotel Costes, Paris and Bonnard
The latest National Rust expedition was to Paris, ostensibly to see the Pierre Bonnard at the Musee D’Orsay but also to enjoy lunch at the uber cool Hotel Costes. My cousin in New York who works for a French bank is the man in the know on what the French call “branche”, [...]
Don Carlos/ Brighton Dome Concert
Yesterday husband Ollie and I made a late decision to come down to Brighton. Ollie is keen on classical music, being secretary of the local madrigal society called the Pimlico Performers. Sounds likes a group of swingers rather than devotees of baroque music, but no such luck!!! The Brighton [...]
The Salt Room
The Salt Room, Brighton’s latest high end restaurant situated in the Hilton Metropole did not get off to a good start for me. I called to book, received a confirmatory email and then a second which I was asked to confirm. Enough already. Then Emily called in the morning for yet another [...]
A la Colthard : The Grand Eastbourne
There is one in Brighton and many in the capital cities of the world but for me there is only Grand by name, style, reputation and tradition: the Grand at Eastbourne. In her time Daffers has been a naughty girl in many hotels but one which I would never contemplate a cheeky time is the Grand. [...]
