Afternoon tea is the new lunch, at least it is at The Lowry Hotel. In what could be a Brexit-inspired assertion of National Standards, they’ve abolished that continental invention, the two-hour lunch – except on...
Read MoreSay the words ‘hotel food’ and what springs to mind? Blackpool landladies with plates of watery mince and boiled cabbage? Those giant buffets you get on holiday in Spain? And the rooms, particularly in big hotels, tend to lack...
Read MoreThe last time I was offered a full body massage, I was staying on Gili Trawangan, an island just off the coast of Bali. It was so brutal that I felt like I’d accidently entered a wrestling competition – and lost. So when I...
Read MoreThe last time I visited The Lowry’s River Restaurant, it was Christmas, it was snowing and I walked back to Piccadilly train station enveloped in a festive wine jacket. Fast forward to April and it’s – slightly – warmer weather,...
Read MoreThe Lowry Hotel is posh. As in porter-opening-your-taxi-door kind of posh. It’s probably the poshest posh in Manchester City Centre. And the food is posh too. In a five star hotel that’s played home to celebrities, sport stars...
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