A well-attended debate at the Soho Literary Festival in London last week raised the motion that so-called "Foodies" have taken all the fun out of eating in restaurants; that a gravy of gravitas had been poured over something that should be one of life's simple pleasures. Gourmet geekery is out of control we heard.
I'm at a party and have ended up talking to gastro-bores. Foodies. I can be a bit foody when the mood takes me, but this conversation, lubricated by alcohol and MasterChef, is getting out of control. Predictably, the group are trying to impress each other with wildly implausible meals - stuff they just "whip up" at home. Yeah right.
After passing down a lovely country lane, we arrived at The Manor at Weston on the Green and I instantly felt pleased I'd made the journey. The Manor is situated through some big iron gates at the end of a gravel driveway, next to plush and green gardens, and we were presented with a wonderfully inviting big country house that is The Manor.