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There's a reason why I can eat out regularly, yet avoid becoming porky. It's because my other half, Rolf, likes to park as far away from our destination as possible.
It's difficult to be glamorous, when you're squashed underneath a hair rejuvenation clinic. However, this new, basement-level Oriental fusion restaurant, with its slate-coloured decor and lotus-print wallpaper, manages it very well.
We've previously reported in these pages how Rose Street in Edinburgh is due to be overhauled by Prince Charles' architects because it is now deemed a shabby eyesore that no longer keeps the punters rolling in, save for during rugby internationals, and sometimes not even then.
The Balmoral, 1 Princes Street, Edinburgh (0131-557 5000, www.hadriansbrasserie.com)
THERE'S something quite entertaining about asking a taxi driver to take you to My Big Fat Greek Kitchen. It's certainly likely to prompt a few laughs anyway.
The only thing better than the trip to Loch Leven Seafood Cafe, a journey through Glencoe and then along the banks of the glassy sea loch, is arriving.
IT'S Thursday lunchtime in the middle of nowhere and the Chop And Ale House is full. This is normal. It is full virtually every lunchtime, every evening and every weekend. Indeed, it has been for years.
Andy Warhol was crazy for Campbell's Soup, Salvador Dali loved lobster, and Yoko Ono is a fan of a bright-green Granny Smith.
Until recently, I was in an almighty huff with this place. That's because, when I visited last summer, a pre-theatre meal had been a total washout, as the waiting staff were spectacularly grumpy and rude.
AS YOU turn off the Edinburgh to Peebles road and drive up the winding track through Capability Brown-style landscaped grounds, Cringletie House stands proud on the hill.
Since it opened in 2004, Hewat's has become a firm favourite with both Causewayside locals and visitors from further afield.
DISAPPOINTED. Angry. Fed-up. Incredulous. Sad. Reviewing Locanda De Gusti wasn't just an exercise in gastronomic endurance but the prelude to some serious time spent thumbing through my thesaurus searching for the right words to describe the emotions I experienced during an achingly mediocre meal at this formerly fine Italian restaurant.
THERE are more Michelin stars in Leith than there are in Glasgow, Manchester, Bristol, Liverpool, Cardiff and Leeds combined, while Edinburgh's stock of mid-range and cosmopolitan eateries continues to expand apace, even in these straitened times.
With all the magical stuff going on at the Ubiquitous Chip, I thought The Great and Powerful Oz might be hiding behind a curtain. Instead, you'll find digital artist Debs Norton, clicking away on a mouse beside a huge projector screen.
THERE have been lots of changes going on at North Bridge Brasserie and they are well worth discovering.
Three meals a day aren't sufficient. After all, we're barely conscious when we eat the first, and the next is often inhaled al-desko, with one hand still clicking a mouse.
NESTLING alongside the river Tyne at the point where it is crossed by the 12th-century Nungate Bridge, the Waterside Bistro must have one of the finest locations in Scotland.