After a couple of weeks of feeling rough as chuff, and generally running round like a mad buffoon, this weekend is all about relaxing. This morning we had a nice lie in, watched some cage fighting, then hopped down the motorway to Fallowfield to sample the new menu at Fallow. It's hiding down a colourful little street off the main road, complete with a building that looked very much like a school bus carrying an elephant and some horrific monkey. Odd.
Fallow itself is what used to be Trof, and is owned by the same people who have the Northern Quarter's Ruby Lounge. In fact, it has that NQ vibe when you walk in - a bit of a mash up between Common and Home Sweet Home. It's a relaxed affair, with regulars popping in for a chilled out breakfast, a bit of quiet time reading the paper or a leisurely lunch. I was also told that the local running club often commandeer the first floor on a Saturday morning.
All fresh, all hand-made, home-made and served with generosity and simple old fashioned hospitality.We kicked off proceedings with a flat white and a brain-freeze inducing strawberry milkshake. They have a decent range of soft drinks, and a few craft beers too.
Fry Up - bacon, eggs, sausage, beans, hash browns, mushrooms, tomato and toast (sans mushrooms and tomatoes): My husband declared this the best full English he'd had in some time. This is high praise indeed! He particularly liked the toast, which was quite thin, but was flavourful and sported plenty of melted butter.
Cheese Burger - homemade beef burger, seasoned with black pepper and herbs, served with cheese, tomato chutney, barbecue sauce, onion ring and chunky chips: A burger is always a good barometer. Something simple that often goes bad in the wrong hands. I really enjoyed Fallow's version. Simple yet tasty, this got a virtual round of applause when I posted a picture to Twitter this afternoon.
Sticky toffee pudding with ice cream: We were suffering from acute death at this point. My stomach had remembered all the culinary misdemeanours from yesterday, and my brain added them all up to a whole world of fullness. However, it just isn't cricket unless I have a dessert, and I wasn't defeated just yet. We shared this home-made sticky toffee pudding. I needed the sugar to perk me back up you see...
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Disclaimer: I was invited by Fallow to sample their new menu. I was under no obligation to say anything nice, and I was in no way threatened by that sinister monkey across the road.