What Jessie Did Next...

...being the inane ramblings of a mundane Yorkshire bird.

Category: Food (page 3 of 3)

After the public and private comments on the customer service (or lack of it) in my last blog post regarding Oracle Bar in Leeds, I gave it another chance today: the MD had offered to take us, and despite a few of our team not being mad chuffed with the place we nodded and got bought lunch in the sun.

To be fair, it wasn’t bad. Aside from a 45-minute wait for a glass of diet Coke (!) and the waitress getting my order wrong (“it’s a new menu”) it was a reasonable outing. Still bloody expensive for what it is: the Oracle burgers (which resemble more a game of Kerplunk than food) were dried out and had a ‘pre-cooked’ feel, but at least we got fed on time.

Had we not been at the MD’s discretion of a slightly longer lunch I think we’d have timed out, and given there were empty tables outside I still don’t think it’s a good lunch venue if you’re on a tight schedule. It’s more an after-work place I guess, where – for a pint and a sit in the sun as you watch the totty wander over the bridge – it’s pretty good.

(By the way – the last couple of comments in my last post looked suspiciously like either staff or Oracle’s PR agency – make it a bit more believable next time, guys :P)

The day didn’t quite pan out with the hard-working completion of another milestone, since the main development server at $contract took a nosedive and I found myself with nothing to do. Now one of the things which galls me is that I wander through Leeds Market and want to buy stuff for dinner but by the time I get home the kids are getting ready for bed and everyone’s eaten. Today was that exception.

I spent a good hour wandering up and down the fish and meat market, thinking about tea and what we could have – there were some good exotic fishes including catfish and strawberry grouper but I settled on some fresh tuna steaks which I could do up in a Thai marinade. At that point I turned my mind to a starter and bought two fresh rabbits.

Pondering what to do with the rabbit I did a bit of digging on the ‘Net and aside from variants of rabbit stew there was little to do – the closest thing I used as a guide was this recipe, but that’s all it was: a guide.

The eventual recipe I invented went something like this: Cut off the rabbit’s legs and take off the meat from the carcass in large chunks as much as you can (rabbit is very bony so it can be quite a labour of love). Fry in hot olive oil in a casserole dish – just enough to seal the meat and for it to start to brown on the outside. While it’s frying, add some slivered almonds and some fresh ripped basil leaves, then put the top on the dish and slam it into an oven at around gas mark 5. Leave it there for 20 minutes while you warm a barbeque up (or a cast-iron skillet would do). When you’re ready to serve, give each piece of meat about 2-3 minutes either side on the bbq and serve with a couple of fresh basil leaves to garnish and a small amount of rocket if you want.

I also tried a bit of a reduction to go with it but it didn’t quite work: I used the olive oil and almonds when I’d put the meat on the bbq, added about 10cl of red wine and a dash of apple schnapps. It reduced really nicely and I liked it as a very light touch onto the rabbit but Nicky wasn’t too keen.

Finished off with an espresso and an amandine biscotti as the sun set over the trees. Feeling charged up for a weekend of Sorting Stuff Out now 🙂

Just got back from lunch after a totally and utterly failed trip to Oracle Bar in Leeds, and I felt that I should document our experience because it was utter bollocks. They actually take quite a bit of money off us in this company – we had the MD’s birthday lunch there last week, and I’ve visited there with other staff as well.

So, we arrived and sat at a table. And waited. And waited. And after waiting for a waitress for a while, one of us goes to the bar and gets beers ‘cos it’s quicker – and find out the reason we’ve not been served is that we’re not “in a food area”. Ok – the food area’s not delineated and there’s no indication but never mind, we move. And wait. And wait. And wait. Eventually we manage to flag a waitress.

“We’ve got 15 minutes – can you feed us two burgers and chips?”
“Sure.” she answers. “Let me just check with the kitchen.”
That’s fair, so off she potters.

Then we get pounced on by another waitress carrying a clipboard – looks like the manager or something asking if we’d been served – yes we have thankyou, at which point she just… ‘hovers’. Then the original woman comes back and says “No, we can’t – waiting time of 20 minutes on burgers.”

So (only having a short time for lunch) we think “never mind” and start finishing our beers so we can grab sandwiches elsewhere (from Yum Yum in fact, highly recommended), and not two minutes later Clipboard-Waitress (who knows we’re about to leave anyway) comes back to say “oh you can’t sit here, you’re not having food.” Mention no fact that there’s another 9 empty tables around us.

There’s an epilogue: while leaving, we got chased by Clipboard-Waitress who attempted to return us somebody else’s credit card. Not sure we’ll be going back there. Anyone got any other suggestions for lunchtime beer-n-burgers?

On the way to the bus stop tonight I passed by Salt’s Deli in Leeds, where being a football widow tonight I consoled myself with some Pecos Blue, a bag of their own Espresso blend, and some Green+Blacks 80% chocolate.

Add a glass of port to that, and I’m feeling a bit better now!

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