|Gargoyle at Nottingham Castle|
Since we were there of D's birthday, I deemed it extremely important that we should have cake. And according to some foodies in the know on Twitter, the place to go for cake in Nottingham is The Pudding Pantry. Judging by the number of people squeezed in, the general populace agrees. Unfortunately, said general populace had eaten most of the cake and the available range was smaller than we might have hoped. Nevertheless, the butterscotch tart (apparently a local dish) and the cheesecake brownie (less of a local dish) were very nice indeed, and the reasonably priced bottle of Prosecco alongside went down a treat. The tables were a little close together for ultimate comfort but it did mean that I got to eyeball other dishes and the American style pancakes looked very good indeed. I'd go back for breakfast.
Finally, no visit to a new city is complete without a trip to the resident Brewdog. D is such a fan that he now owns shares in the company! And, indeed, the bars seldom disappoint and the wonderful beers never do. Brewdog Nottingham don't have a kitchen but, even so, managed to knock out a fine meat, cheese and "stuff" platter - perfect for stomach lining.