As I write this, we’re about a fortnight away from six months into lockdown. I’m still not exactly sure of the rules as Matt Hancock and his cronies play hide-and-seek with our very own Andy Burnham and the North West has more...
Read MoreIt was a disgustingly wet Friday 13th and the day after the General Election when I found Helen Nugent, Editor of Northern Soul, at the bar of Canto. There seemed to be a veil of tears over the city, a raging at the dying of the...
Read MoreSome years back I spent a weekend at a farm outside Lisbon. It was run by Maria, a widow in her 60s, with the strength of a bull and the wit of a fox. She told me about her yearly holiday to Spain with her pals. Knowing the...
Read MoreBack in the day, folk would have many reasons to head to the Manchester district of Ancoats, but the promise of modern Portuguese cuisine was never one of them. Over towards the New Islington development and a near neighbour to...
Read More“There are more things in Heaven and Earth Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy,” says Hamlet. The older I get the more I think, “Hamlet, how right you were.” Take Portuguese food, for instance....
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