][1]Following on from yesterday’s blog about Skye Gyngell calling her Michelin star a curse, today’s Telegraph has a colourful piece by Jonathan Meades in which he shreds the Michelin Guide and everything which he reckons it stands for.
Meades was the Times restaurant critic for years and his reviews were always as erudite as they were amusing.
I don’t agree with much of what he has written today but, as ever, his writing leaps off the page.