We have definitely had our hands full in the kitchens of Grand Jersey over the last few months with the introduction of the new Champagne Lounge menu, massive interest in the Michelin Star experience package and most recently the refurbishment of Tassili.
It’s been a great year here at Grand Jersey and as the business continues to grow so does the family or the team as its more commonly known. We said our goodbyes to Sarah Clarke, Sauce Chef in Tassili our fine dining Restaurant. Sarah has moved on to different pastures and swapped island life for the rolling green hills of North Wales, we wish her all the best. The new arrival to the team is Rob Wilton who joins us from the Victoria’s Kitchen and is settling in nicely, Rob is from Highlands College.
With the year well under way the team at Grand Jersey have been working away like bees. Old friends and many new guests have flocked to the hotel making the first of the summer months buzz. The opening of the new look Terrace has given the old girl a wonderful face lift and the stunning views across the bay help you to kick back and while away the weeks blues while enjoying perhaps a light bite with some cracking wine.
When all else fails.....cook! I don't think there is anything that can knock the blues off of a wet prickly January evening like a good home cooked meal, prepared with love for some of your chums or that special person. For me taste is the Ferrari of the senses a sense that has got the ability to take you back in time to long forgotten places and reignite old flames. Pink custard, the crunch of freshly baked bread and the gooey bit of a well honed apple crumble can melt my mood at any given meal and I love nothing more than the nostalgia food creates. It's the one thing that can break you into a song or in complete contrast,make you weep. I can remember my mum scraping the black bits off burnt toast and shouting up from the kitchen window to wake up and get to school, if I burn toast now I am instantly transported back to those days tucked up in bed wishing I didn't have to get up.........there was always black bits in the butter!
Whatever weather the island seems to throw at us, everyone manages to just carry on regardless.
Runners trot along the seemingly endless cove to st Aubin whilst chattering families whizz by on hire bikes, with others shooting off into the surf. The night life for those lucky few is constantly buzzing but if you are like me and prefer the quiet life then the queue for a good old jersey ice cream always seems to be the best bet!