Emma It’s been a solemn start to the year here at foodie towers and yesterday we said goodbye to someone who has been a big part of what makes me, me and this website exist – my dad.
Like most children and their parents, we had our disagreements, fall-outs and long huffs. However, we were too similar (or just liked a pint!) to not loop back, clear the air and get back to visiting pubs and talking about food.
One of my earliest memories is of visiting the restaurant he worked in and tucking into ravioli. I still have a fondness for tinned ravioli now and a love for 70’s/80’s stainless steel hospitality dishes!
More childhood discoveries included a love for calamari, The Fish Plaice in Glasgow, photography and the travel bug after a fantastic holiday around the UK with Bath and Bleanau Festiniog locked in my memory banks.
If you know me, you’ll know I say it how it is and don’t suffer fools much. I know where I get that from! He wasn’t good at hiding when not impressed, or annoyed at something. This could either barb, mostly, or you learned to understand what they meant and learn from it or ignore them!
In between this, I learned to appreciate whisky, an old mans pub, good knives and how to fillet a fish, not bad knowledge to have!
I raised a Guinness to him at the funeral purvey, as I’m sure he would have liked a last beer together.
