Just give me a plate
Ross McGinnes is a man after my own heart.
He is so aerated by restaurants that serve their culinary creations on wooden boards that he’s decided to fight back.
Just three weeks after launching his @WeWantPlates Twitter account he already has 20,500 followers.
I’ve been puzzled by the trend for ages. Even my favourite restaurants and cafes – like Bill’s, The Pig and Le Petit Prince – do it and it’s utterly mystifying. Wooden boards must be hell to clean and some of them are so heavy that the waiting staff must curse the day they were invented. They don’t even look elegant.
So I’m glad to know that I’m not alone in my loathing and hope Ross McGinnes’s mission to rid the nation of them succeeds. Mind you, since he launched his Twitter account, new horrors have emerged. Followers have shared images of ice cream served in a toothpaste tube, chips in flower pots and cocktails in jam jars. One of the worst Ross experienced was a piece of cake served on a table tennis bat. Not only that, The Star at Harome, a heavenly place on the North York Moors, serves its bread in a tweed flat cap. Why?