Birthdays don’t get more special than your little one’s first do they?
I was a mess if I’m honest.
Emotional, hyper, nervous, sad, excited, proud – you name it, I felt it.
Being a Mother is the best thing I have ever done and to think what we have crammed in over the past twelve months is just so overwhelming.
Looking back at her pictures fills me with sadness that I will never get to hold her they way I did when she was so fresh and new, and looking at her laughing, walking and being cheeky in this present moment fills me with pride at what a gorgeous soul she really is.
So, there was only one thing to do really.
Eat my way through the emotional roller coaster that is the first year of being a Mum!
Loving the North West
Billy Bob’s Ice-cream parlour, Skipton
We are fortunate to live in such a beautiful place – almost at the centre of England actually! – that is not only surrounded by the ultimate scenery, but a place that is also rich with glorious eating spots.
So the first port of call was Billy Bobs Parlour, anice-cream parlour and diner in Skipton. On her actual birthday (September 22) I thought it would be nice to just take the day and spend it with the Grandparents, as it isn’t often we can get all of us around one table very often due to various location issues.
But having briefly visited the restaurant before for ice-cream, I really fancied going back for a big old juicy, American style feast – nothing says “it’s my birthday” than a mountain of deep fried onion crisps, slaw’ and multiple kinds of meat does it? Even if you are only one years old!
Decked out with all my favourite things AKA walls full of vintage, old-school signs and a bit of Elvis to get you going, we sat in a booth (or squished in maybe) and ordered.
Maggie devoured a mini pile of pulled pork, I had set my eyes on a New York style hot dog which was made with a perfectly cooked, proper pork sausage – you know, the kind that almost ‘snap’ – and the rest of the table sampled various burgers.
You get what it says on the tin: Really well cooked American themed food.
It’s a great place for families and friends, the prices, in my opinion, are unbeatable and it is nice to do something a little different without having to travel in to a city.
Coach and Horses, Ribble Valley
As we all know, birthday’s roll on don’t they? A week later you’re sat eating yet more cake, telling yourelf it’s your “birthday week”.
Maggie’s was no different.
Saturday came and off we headed to a pretty local village, Bolton-by-Bowland, to the Coach and Horses.
Recently renovated, the pub boasts such a warm and welcoming vibe – some lovely modern twists on traditional interiors which I adore.
Mum and Dad had eaten here before and loved it.
Now it was my turn!
And seen as we are also celebrating a fantastic year of Motherhood for me, I’ll have the vension please, priced at £20.
I worried slightly after I’d ordered it.
Had I chosen the right thing? I hardly ever go for venison, what if my preconceived foodie dreams are about to be shattered?
I took one bite and was in absolute flavour heaven.
Candied walnuts, the sweetness and crunch just literally melting perfectly in to the taste of the salted beets. The gratin potatoes, perfectly creamy and not too heavy. Slices of pink venison, with the slightest hint of treacle around the edges but just enough to hit your taste buds.
I could eat it now.
I need it now.
Everyone around the table was simply delighted.
Me and Dad were exchanging knowing looks from across the table however, joined in happiness at choosing the same dish and enjoying the fact that everyone else probably should have done the same.
I really, really enjoyed myself and can’t wait to take Mr. GTMHTC there to experience it too.
Maggie shared a child’s fish and chips with my beautiful niece – another notch on the pub’s belt.
I love it when the child’s menu consists of whatever is on the main menu but smaller. I think it promotes good eating habits and allows the little ones to get a glimpse of delicious, lovingly made local food.
A great place situated in the heart of my home.
So as you can tell, I was stuffed.
Until Sunday came of course and we had friends round. Roast dinner and lemon cake anyone?