Inspired by other foodie bloggers and eager to latch onto anything which promises food and funky alcohols, yesterday I ventured to Ely Food Festival. Within 5 minutes of arriving I had already had a nip of Ely Gin, a company which flavours rather than produces its own spirit and a shot of Richsips Espresso Vodka, a strong start I felt.
Further down the marquee I discovered Truckles, which has to have one of the creamiest, smoothest, yet full of flavour cheddars this dairy fanatic has had in a while. The stall owner did tell me how it was aged and what went into the process of making such a kingly curd but I didn’t hear her... or possible wasn’t paying attention. Free cheese – good cheese! was all I could think.
Amongst the stalls were many an interesting sight and smell, and as it was bang on lunchtime what to consume rather than minimally taste become paramount. The competition was stiff with sausage rolls, Indian cuisine and hot dog stands all lining the green outside Ely Cathedral. Unfortunately for them they all fell away once we spotted the rich gleaming red metal of the Steak and Honour van.
I had been trying to taste one of these gorgeous little treats for a while now but always late to food festivals I had yet to get there before the team ran out of steak, a fairly essential component in a burger. This time I was not to be disappointed. I don’t remember when street food stopped being grey, food poison-inducing slop and became a gourmet experience but I’m glad it has. The humorous (at least I hoped) glare I received on asking if I could have mine without gherkins or onions sealed the deal, Gotta love service with a little cheeky personality.
|Just look at those beauties!|