Ding Dong Daddios

Following a hiatus ih the 'gigging and eating in public restaurants' opportunites - we're back and our metaphoric (and literal) stomachs are rumbling.

2 of the band would happily have liquid lunches, one avoids sugar and the other will eat whatever is free... and one is a steadfast 'Italian' - any guesses who's who here?

What was once a flat-roofed pub, this establishment is now an Italian which has given us 2 ends of the spectrum in terms of quality.  This time last year, we went to Dom's and it was so good (despite any impression gained from the exterior) that we made a point of finding it again this year, following a couple of days at the delightful Revival.

The service remained conscientious and friendly but the pizza was lousy and the Louis' chocolate dessert reminded me of junior school meals.  Hey ho!

Another pre-gig meal, only this time 4 out of 5 Daddios indulgied themselves. As a result the breadth of this review can go beyond the Spaghetti bol's of Britain. A review not without interest that Louis has been involved in for some 12 years. 

So to start- the menu gave Louis a 'feeling' that he may even order a dessert. More monumental than it sounds, folks. He did and a good job too as it saved him from a disappointing main as the SB was too tomatoey for Louis. 

The steak was lovely, the calzone was as…

During our time at the mighty Carfest South, we were treated to an array of fine comestibles... not your standard gig fayre, let me tell you.  Not just a great festival but an optimum eating opportunity.

Even the briefest of shopping trips in the 'Best of Britain' tent, would secure us a bag of tasty pies, scotch eggs, sausage rolls the size of my own thigh (true I have skinny legs, but not in sausage roll terms) and pasties - 5 for £10!  the quality was better than any high street yet the prices meant…

Well my dancing diners,a lot of time has passed since I gave you some results of our arduous pre-gig food research, so I thought I'd better check in.  I wouldn't want you thinking we were starving to death here.   A few years ago, I was back stage at a festival with a very well-known, long-serving rock band who despite being incredibly famous, took the time to chat to lil' ole me... and we got onto the subject of food.  The singer/guitarist revealed in this chat they "never eat after 4.30" on a gig-day…

Not really as Food Club revue as such but hey ho. There was a time in my teens (and some) when I was grateful to have earned enough money to buy a burger and cover my expenses from a gig. Many years later, I'm always grateful for how well the Ding Dong Daddios are treated but occasionally (once a month) we tuck into 'sandwich' from a  well known sandwich company between sets. Now as disposably enjoyable this meal is, I'm always wary of a food that can taste the same in a provincial town centre in England…

There was a time when a twice-fried chip came on the same morning after menu as the 'still-warm-kebab-that's-been-on-the-radiator-overnight' but those times are over. One crafty musician associated with the DDD's (who shall remain nameless), likes nothing more than a little 'doggy bag' and will talk at length about the delights of the re-fried...I mean 'twice-fried',  wok fried chip, to be enjoyed the following day. This in itself is not a story but recently we were over-served a large portion of chips at…

What is this all about eh? Everyone's a food critic now, is that it? Let me explain.

Since the very start, we've had food associations with our music. We've eating pre-gig and post gig. We've written songs in pizzerias, about food, on napkins, on waitresses and even named our 2nd child...I mean CD after it. As a result, over the last 10 years or more we have had the opportunity to eat out a lot....I mean a lot... and there comes a time when even the lowliest musician begins to get a very firm grasp of…

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