Birmingham Food - An Old Bloke's Perspective
Saturday, 15 August 2026
557. The Cross At Kenilworth.
556. Mallory Court And Oscar’s French Steakhouse And Bistro, Leamington Spa.
The dog and I were very happy to return to Mallory Park, near Leamington Spa, where we had previously passed a truly delightful couple of days a year ago. It had been so good, that this time we had bookings to stay for 3 nights including two evenings - one à la carte and the other for the full tasting menu - in the hotel’s Warwick restaurant still under the guidance of Stuart Deeley. This was a prospect I was looking forward to and the sheer pleasure of staying in the beautiful art deco rooms which look out immediately on to the gardens with the views of Warwickshire was a thing to be savoured.
Dog and I deubered at Mallory Court which dates back to 1916 having been built at the orders of James Thomas Holt who then sold it to Sir James Black, founder of the Standard motor company (my father’s first car was a Standard and he named it Clara) and we were greeted as old friends even though Lucy the Labrador was close to a frenzy with excitement at finding herself in this gorgeous hotel. It was gloriously sunny day, the sort of day when the weather is now described as being a ‘heatwave’ whereas when I was young and my father still had his Standard motor car it would simply have been described as a “lovely summer’s day”.
Our room was as lovely as I expected after last year’s experience and the dog was well provided for and we were both happy to be able to slip out on to our shady little terrace through our window door and make our way through to the gardens which have badly suffered the ravages of the hot, dry summer. The room was stylish, comfortable, light and shot through with art deco glamour.
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| Pascal Caulle |
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| Oscar’s French Bistro as it was in 2015 |
Saturday, 8 August 2026
555. Summer At Blacklock.
It has been three months since I last visited Blacklock in St Philip’s Square and I was visiting the city centre it seemed like a good time to return and see if the restaurant had now settled into being a good and pleasing place to enjoy assault and tasty dinner.
Many of the tables were not taken, it being a Friday lunchtime and that nearest me was taken by four noisy men which was not a pleasure. The restaurant is spacious and the tables are not closely spaced which is pleasing but the high ceiling allows noise to reverberate and expand to fill the space available.
I started with a dish which had previously given me a lot of pleasure - the crayfish cocktail served with two slices of excellent toasted sourdough. The cocktail got off to a good start - the little crayfish were nicely textured and the Marie Rose was paprika hot on the mid tongue and back of the palate which was very exciting. I was advised that the best way to eat the dish was to tip it out on to the plate wbich sounded all rather inelegant to me (and so I chose not to do so) but may it have been wise to obey instructions given that the crayfish inhabited the top of the dish in which they were served and beneath lay a surfeit of avocado, to which God had given minimal flavour when he created it, and the chef realising that fact had oversalted the dull and wretched fruit.
I moved on to another previous favourite - the pork loin chop, beef fat chips and ‘summer slaw’. The chop was very good, pink but well cooked and decently tender and tasty. The ‘summer slaw’ had some flavour but was not really very interesting and was hard to bother with but the chips cooked in beef fat proved to be the highlight of the course - crispy and tasty.
7 August 2026
Rating:- 🌛🌛🌛



















































