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Monday, September 10, 2007

If you look very closely, you might be able to spot a motorbike in this picture...

Ace Cafe Reunion 2007
Where are the traffic wardens, that's what I'd like to know.

Anyhoo, this was the scene down at Madeira Drive yesterday morning after every leather-clad biker in Britain decended on the seafront for a day of petrol-sniffing in the sun. You can read an article about it here. I don't know who wrote it, but by god, he's good. The title's supposed to be 'That Petrol Emotion', thus creating a fantastically lame pun about an 80s band, but unfortunately you just can't get the staff these days.

Personally I wasn't planning to attend the event at all. I was far more interested in the Brighton Food Festival which was holding a gourmet food market outside the Theatre Royal. I like a wild boar sausage roll and a jar of chilli jam as much as the next man, and I'm a big fan of Hell's Kitchen, so it seemed like a better choice than the grease-monkey convention down at the seafront. Unfortunately it proved hard to make it into town without getting intimate with a Fatboy along the way, so I ended up doing both.

The market turned out to be very interesting. I tried some Sweet Olive Jam (which tasted like marmalade mixed with olive oil), visited The Chocolate Alchemist, browsed a stall called 'I Can't Believe It's Not Parmesan', nearly bought a Hush Puppy Bang Bang, and met Chilli Pepper Pete, who was selling a chilli so hot it's in the Guiness Book of Records.

Most curious though was a company from Wiltshire which went by the name of Suzette's Pancakes. I'm sorry, but surely if your name's Suzette, you shouldn't be calling them pancakes..?