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The Beauty within the Beast

by Flic Luxmoore | Monday, April 4, 2011 | Hopeful, The Business of Catering

To nickname our Jabberwocky “the Beast” came about largely by accident. It was as much a frustrated description as a term of endearment in the days before the MOT; back when it lurked on our drive, defying any attempts to make it function. Today, not only...

Spring Forward

by Flic Luxmoore | Monday, March 28, 2011 | The Business of Catering

This year I can proudly say that the clocks going forward did not take me by surprise. I was ready for time travel, and made it through to the other side with only minimal lateness. Spring is in the air in Leamington. Having neatly eclipsing the weekend, today, like...

The Pipe, the Beast and the Earley Café

by Flic Luxmoore | Wednesday, March 23, 2011 | The Business of Catering

If you could measure progress in the exciting new currency of golden bins, yesterday would have been a 5 out of 5. Not that the currency matters, I’m just trying to tie in a theme, and if you had seen the bin, I am confident you would understand why. The...

Garlic Supernova

by Flic Luxmoore | Wednesday, February 16, 2011 | Food Van Driving, The Business of Catering

Take a box of baby tomatoes, give them to Barny and let him chef at them for a few hours in a low oven. The resulting slow roasted garlic tomatoes are a thing of such exquisite beauty that for a brief eating spree you forget that you don’t even like tomatoes,...

Curiosity Killed the Radio Star

by Flic Luxmoore | Sunday, February 6, 2011 | The Business of Catering

It’s official, I am now a managing director of a company that will one day be very sucessful, will probably rescue puppies from burning buildings and is almost certainly carbon neutral. I was under the impression that setting up a company was complicated, but...

And now what do we call it…

by Flic Luxmoore | Monday, January 17, 2011 | Hopeful, The Business of Catering

Yesterday was a long, expensive day. Long, because at 3am I woke up to the frantic hammering of my mind thundering round in ever decreasing circles of worry. Expensive because of what caused the 3am alarm call. But, marvellously, joyously, we have a start! We found a...