Something in the Ayr

An interest in Stenhousemuir Football Club has never been one of life’s priorities to command mass appeal. For a club spending 98% of its history languishing in the lower echelons of the Scottish Leagues it needs to have something more about it than just the dubious glamour of supporting the eternal underdog 🤔 So, how about visits to pastures new, a reason for seeing previously unexplored wilds of Scotland.

As 50% of the Cardiff-based Stenny fan club (yes, there is another like-minded heed case in the local pub), an away match to Ayr United presents one such opportunity. So what has this town on the west coast got to offer, as well as the wild beach above? Miles of golf links it appears, if the train journey down from Glasgow is anything to go by. Long walks spoiled, but at least next to the sea.

A brief walk around the town rewards you with a couple of old bridges, an historic tower, and… well, you begin to see why so many waste so much time on those links.

Once you’ve spent anything up to a whole hour checking out the sites – what else is there to do? Fear not, amongst the standard high street fayre to be found in ‘anywheresville’ there are a few gems of cafes and restaurants worth trying out. For a brief weekend visit the following will provide more than enough reasons for taking that long walk along the esplanade to work off the calories.

Saffy’s Bistro offers a tasty Roast Duck and Romanian Pinot Noir before a Friday night match (you would never have caught me using that sentence before a match years ago).

Come Saturday morning the only place for brunch has to be The Honeybee and the Hare, with a delightfully presented and tasting Bacon & Maple Syrup on Crepes and a side of sourdough toast.

After that 55-minute walk (?) there’s only one true destination: The Drunken Coo Steakhouse serves up a fine dining treat of Beetroot Carpaccio followed by a Venison Tomahawk duo. Which just wouldn’t be complete without a couple of glasses of a delicious Puglia red wine.

A Sunday morning just before that long train journey home needs something wholesome. Cafe 51 have you covered with a Full Scottish Breakfast.

Until we speak again, the people of Ayr have less need for the civic finery when they have plenty of excellent food to tempt the tastebuds. Anyone for that long walk on the esplanade?

For the record, Stenhousemuir also won 1-0, as the triumphant march goes on!

Soul of the street

Okay, so I hoped to have a table inside. But this place is seriously booked up for a reason. So… ‘street food’ it is. Soul Kitchen comes with a good reputation. Let’s see how it holds up to a slight breeze on a mild evening in Warsaw.

A Polish red wine would be first up for the test. This Pinot Noir comes with a ‘minor‘ in the name (the blurred effect is to preface my later condition):

On first taste I can’t wait to try the major. Influenced by Burgundy so I’m told. It’s good to know France is useful for something in the world of wine, not just denigrating others!

This one comes with so many ‘legs’ it could double for a consortium of octopuses (or is that octopi… no, apparently not).

Anyway, onto the kitchen stuff. The Beef Tenderloin Tartare was an obvious choice of starter, though albeit from a very strong field of competition.

It’s the additional lovage in the recipe apparently. Though it comes with a guy at your table putting the finishing touches (even out on the street). That’s got to add a few plus points to the experience.

As for a main, the short but perfect menu of options presented another First World dilemma. As ‘Daisy‘ had been so good to me already, I couldn’t let any of her go to waste. So, Beef Cheek it is.

Not to be put off by the ‘oil slick chic‘, and veggies with a distinct ‘nuts and bolts bite‘, I strapped in for an industrial experience of the most sumptuous kind.

Yes, for my dessert conscious readers, there was another short but perfectly formed (why are the best menus in my image 🤔😂) list. But, I had only one serious option to compliment a machiatto… yet another glass of the ‘Dobre Minor‘ (to fulfill the earlier blurred image effect).

Until we speak again, I’m not into licking plates, but damn, this was close!

And all of this just around the corner from a quintessential Warsaw vista.

Street food served from a Soul Kitchen. It deserves a thank you from the soul ❤️

Titting yer tats

I offer each American adult 10,000 if they vote in Democrats to control the House of Representatives and the Senate.

Well, I don’t have to elaborate any more than the King of Dumbfuckistan (aka The Orange Fart) does.

What’s more, when this state of affairs is successfully achieved in November 2026, I offer each American a lifetime of gracious best wishes.

Until we speak again, I believe that’s the best offer they’ve received this week!