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The Ivy, Manchester –
We ate, we drank, we conquered.

My musings on our experience dining at The Ivy Asia, Manchester.

*please note – our experience at The Ivy Asia was gifted to us, however I assure you this does not sway or affect my opinions in my review.

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Welcome to The Ivy; Manchester’s most highly anticipated restaurant of 2018. A delay in its building works meant it opened at a later date than expected, opening its doors, and its arms, to the Mancunian public late November 2018.

Suavely placing itself in the heart of Spinningfields, The Ivy probably picked one of the more difficult places in Manchester to open, with long standing competitors like The Alchemist, Ibérica and 20 Stories right on its doorstep. But do we really think this had them quaking in their boots? No, I don’t really think so either…

Flamed Edamame Beans with Spicy Dip – and boy, was it spicy!

I’m a 2014 Spinningfields kinda girl myself – my local haunts included the Lawn Club, Long Bar, and in the summer I often frequented the Spinningfields Cinema Screenings on the lawns, remember those good ol’ deck chairs? Thems were the days!

So when Spinningfields started to have a bit of a make-over, least I could say is that I wasn’t best impressed. Some of my old favourites are still standing, Australasia and Oast House to name a couple. But over recent years, actually to be honest in more recent months, we’ve seen the format of Spinningfields shift into something that 2014 wouldn’t even recognise if it fell over it.

With closures from the likes of Artisan, and reincarnations from Manchester House, Spinningfields has been beckoning out for something new, something chic, and let’s be honest – something that will last.

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Buttermilk Fried Chicken with Kimchi Mayonnaise.

I was’t convinced, I am not going to lie. I’m like you; I’ve seen that intertwining ivy going up for the last 10 months, and every time I’ve walked to and from my office (which is also, in Spinningfields) I’ve thought to myself “how long is this going to take?” and “is The Ivy really worth the hype?”. Short answer…

Yes.
Yes it is.

Our drinks – Jon tried the Coalition Brewing Company’s “Zen Pale Ale” and I opted, as always, for a cocktail, a “Beijing Sling”.

I was wowed from the onset – suited and booted gents granted our entry, and we felt rather chic being admitted and gliding up to the second floor as people were being turned away at the door. Not taking pleasure in this no, but I did feel rather special hitting up Manchester’s latest contender.

Everyone was lovely from the entrance, to the front of house, to our waiter Kyle who really made the whole experience go from an 8 to a 9.5 for me! I always feel like a place just moves up a notch when they employ incredible waiting staff – and Kyle really did impress.
We walked in feeling slightly nervous, and perhaps even underdressed, but no one made us feel out of place. We were seated to the back of Ivy Asia, right near where all the action happens in the open kitchen. Perfect for people watching, I am such a nosey parker, made all the better for spotting Ryan Giggs and one of the Neville brothers, don’t ask me which one… This place really is the most hippest and most happening place in town! I’m surprised I didn’t see Mr. Big and Ms. Bradshaw at the back ordering a bourbon and a Cosmopolitan.

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Our meal, well, sorry to sound like a broken record, was sensational from starters to desserts. We indulged somewhat, we went on a Tuesday night, which in our household counts for treat night! So we went all out. We started out with your staple Japanese entree, edamame beans with this deliciously set-your-mouth-on-fire sauce, perhaps if you’re not a fan of spice, opt for the option with matcha salt instead.

Then we were explained to that the menu worked more like a traditional Asian sharing style, than the classic British “starter, main, dessert” format. Sounded perfect to us, we’re big fans of sharing, you can usually find me and my fork sneaking around Jon’s dinner plate most days of the week. We opted for Buttermilk Fried Chicken, with the Kimchi Mayonnaise, accompanied by the Prawn and Chive Steamed Dumplings, with Shredded Nori and Miso Foam. I think the steamed dumplings were the winner from the small plates from me – such an unusual dish, with hints of Asian cuisine I’ve only been able to find on the shores of Hong Kong.

Our welcome champagne, to the left. And then to the right, our Duck Massaman Curry with Cashew Nuts.

Dishes tended to come over two at a time – so what followed was our Crispy Duck Bao Buns with Hoisin and Five Spice, alongside our order of Duck Massaman Curry with Cashew Nuts and Steamed Rice. Now I am not a bao bun connoisseur, truth be told I find them a little gimmicky and tailored to the European market. However, as they go, these are one of the nicest and truest to texture I have found in Manchester. The five spice just gives it that Asian kick you’re really hankering for, but the hoisin brings it right back down to earth with the gooey, stickiness that Brits know and love. The Massaman curry was a creamy-delicious bowl of heaven too; only thing I’d say was that they were quite light on the cashews, I think we only found two in the whole curry, but don’t let me fool you into thinking I am discouraging you to try this dish – as I am not, it was delightful.

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Dessert – White Chocolate Sphere, with Passion Fruit, Meringue, Yuzu Foam and Caramel Sauce.

Dessert was well, the proverbial treat. Again, we went to town, due to it being treat night, and we ordered a dessert each! Unheard of in the Taylor-Glass household. I opted for, you guessed it, the most sickly sweet dessert on the menu: the White Chocolate Sphere, my inner fat girl was elated. There is nothing more satisfying than watching a dome of chocolate melt way due to it being bulldozed with caramel sauce; fact. The photograph above I am afraid is post-pour, but it just lets you see its inner workings in all its glory. Even though we did share, Jon ordered the Matcha Green Tea Creme Brûlée with Crushed Raspberries, which he said was just heavenly. It had that real thwack to the top of it, you know what I mean, that beautiful sugary coated topping that you just want to crack with the back of your spoon. But then the inside, oh the inside, this gloriously smooth and creamy brûlée that wasn’t too sweet as the matcha just reined it in somewhat. I think this dish won Jon over, and was his favourite of the whole meal.

Now I think besides the meal, the service and the decor, the thing I was most surprised about was the price. Okay, when you’re dining somewhere like The Ivy Asia, you know it’s not going to be a trip to your local, it’s going to cost you slightly more than your average meal out. However, baring in mind our experience was gifted to us, I took the time to price up based on everything we had, how much it would cost. For everything, from the champagne right down to our desserts, it came to £98.30 -wow. Now, I think that’s economically priced, baring it mind where you’re dining. It’s not somewhere you want to go every Friday night, unless perhaps you are indeed Ryan Giggs.

Overall verdict – 9.5/10
And I’ve booked the Brasserie for my birthday in February too.

Have you dined at The Ivy? Or The Ivy Asia?
What do you think of the ever evolving landscape of Spinningfields?

Let me know in the comments below.

& if I don’t see you before then, a very Merry Christmas to you all, and a happy new year x

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Why is mindfulness still one of the hardest things for photographers to grasp?

As I am writing to you, I have just arrived home after working my fourth Saturday in a row, hair in a disgusting greasy bun, about to throw my fourth coffee of the day down my throat – and it’s 6:07pm. Now most experts say you shouldn’t drink coffee after 12 noon, but I’m sure all photographers will beg to differ.

“Hello, my name is Georgie, recovering workaholic…”

“But Georgie, isn’t this your blog post in homage to Mental Health Awareness Week? Which was only some weeks ago…” I hear you cry from behind your keyboard. In fact yes, you are quite right. I’ve not really got off to the best start, have I?

Okay, let’s start again.

Hello, my name is Georgie, recovering workaholic, and I am crap at mindfulness. I hate gratitude journals and meditating to me just feels uncomfortable and well, pointless. I know, I know, I can hear almost all of you reading this gasping with horror, and well if that’s you, perhaps you should stop reading as this post might, I stress might, not be for you.

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But, that fraction of you who are sat there as home thinking “oh my goodness, yes, hello! That’s me! I hate pretending to align my chakras and always focus on the negative” this post is 100% for you my friends.

We are the unpopular few who just don’t get it – and when I say it, I mean ‘self-care’. I’m gearing this up for you photographers out there, cos if you hadn’t already guessed, that’s what I do for a living. I really want to reach out to those lonely creatives that don’t want to feel stupid anymore just because they would rather sleep till 8:15 then get up at the crack of sparrows, just to attend a yoga class or meal prep for the day ahead.

Photographers really struggle as a collective to have ‘hobbies’; usually because photography was once their hobby that they’ve been lucky enough to make their career. But what really ever does fill that void? I know for me, I still haven’t really found what it is I am passionate about outside of work – mainly cos, I’m a bit of a dork, and I love my job. I usually end up working and working through evenings and weekends most weeks… which isn’t really my remedy, more like my poison.

“…have you ever heard the age old mantra, if you like something enough you’ll make time for it?”

There are things I do do (try not to Chandler Bing hysterically laugh… do do…) to get some separation from work, that I didn’t realise was even being mindful, until I stopped to Google what the hell mindfulness was a few weeks ago. And despite what you might think, being mindful and caring for your mental health as a creative, can be, if you put your mind to it, much easier than you think.

Do you want me to share these tit-bits of wisdom with you? Well, you’re here, so lets just presume you do!

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Personal work

I remember someone saying to me recently, “but what photography work do you do, for you?” And I had to stop and ask myself, hmm, what do I shoot for me? Not a lot, I had to be honest with myself.
I think I lied and said something along the lines of “because my day job is so demanding, I have little time these days for personal work”.

Okay, that isn’t an out ‘n’ out lie, but have you ever heard the age old mantra, if you like something enough you’ll make time for it? Like those crazy people who work god-forsaken hours but still find time to go to the gym… yeah, I am not one of those people. Finding time for work that makes you happy, and is just for you, that’s what really is important.

So for me, my personal work? I hear you ask, well, you’re reading it right now! My blog has become my personal work. This is me officially taking the proverbial pen to paper again, and I’m loving it – writing is something I do for me, that bleeds into my career, and I love it. Even more so because it’s not for a client, or even for a friend – it’s something I do just for me.

If there’s a photoshoot, I’ll be there if it’s at 4:30am on the moon, if I have to”

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Take a day off, just because you can

As a photographer, it’s just common knowledge you have to work all hours God sends you – whether that be 9-5, or perhaps evenings, and even weekends. If there’s a photoshoot, I’ll be there if it’s at 4:30am on the moon, if I have to.

However, I discovered around May of this year, after burning the candle at both ends for just over 5 years, since leaving University, that sometimes a girl’s just got to take a day off, you know?

It was like my mental health stuck up a tiny white flag, waved it furiously in the air and shouted “enough is enough, I can’t take this crap anymore!” and I had somewhat of a mid-twenties crisis. How am I meant to work Monday to Friday, evenings and weekends for the rest of my life? I found myself asking anyone who would listen.

And then it hit me… I don’t! I don’t have to work every hour of the week, just because I feel like I have to. Someone very wise once said to me “just because you’re busy, that doesn’t make you hard working”. It was like I was confusing a busy schedule with feeling hard working and important. It’s about identifying that these two things do not connect – you need to be economical with your time.

Now I take a day off in the week from time to time, or if I know I’m working an evening I take the morning of the day off. Sometimes the days have purpose, I go get a coffee with my Mum, or walk the dog, or even sometimes, most of the time, I have a Sex and the City marathons all by myself, just because I can. And, I kind of like it.

Do the thing you love, don’t just take photos of it

Okay so get this – when I became a recognised food photographer, in the Manchester area at least, I kind of just stopped cooking. I was so busy, running from shoots to events to more shoots, I just didn’t have time to prepare and stock up the fridge like I once did.

I started heavily relying on Jon to do all the cooking – bless him, he is an angel – but I really missed the thing that once made me so happy and filled me with joy.

Don’t get me wrong, I am not a great cook, I’m okay, I make a mean chicken curry and I like to bake banana bread, but I just stopped doing all that, and God did I miss it.

I was surrounding myself with food in my day job, but not saving myself enough time for the thing I loved so much, that made me become a food photographer in the first place – cooking.

So I’m not saying don’t completley stop shooting that thing you love, you’re making a career out of it, good for you! All I’m saying is if you’re a sports photographer, take some time out and go to a football game every once and a while. Or a fashion photographer, take some time every September to go to the A/W fashion shows. Or even like me, a food photographer, just remember to make time for the little things, and don’t lose that fire for that thing that you loved in the first place. You were lucky to find it, please don’t forget it as you excel in your career.

don’t get me wrong, I love a mind-numbing Instagram scroll every now and then…”

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Put a limit on social

Social media, the demon of all 21st century businesses. You can’t thrive without one, but having one takes up all of your time, boggles your mind and might as well be a whole other job all together.

I’ve talked before about not getting caught up on the numbers, and creating content for you always comes before how many likes light up on that new upload you posted a half hour ago, but when is it time to say enough’s enough?

Not all together, don’t get me wrong, I love a mind-numbing Instagram scroll every now and then, but can all the scrolling really be good for our souls? Interesting studies have shown that social media apps promote bad mental health, create comparison issues for their users and leave you feeling well, damn right inadequate.

I know I’ve spent the odd Saturday morning looking at my competitors newsfeed and thinking ‘why did they score that client, and not me?’ Forgetting all the amazing things I had achieved that day, week or year, just because Joe Bloggs seems to be doing better – or so he’s choosing to tell you – but that’s a whole other story for another time.

Create limits for yourself like your parents once made you do as a child, I have two strict rules…
1. Only 1.5 hours of social media a day on my work phone, which btw includes WhatsApp
2. No phones, at all, after 9:30pm
Sounds drastic? Yes I know, but no one knows me better than me, and I know I don’t like feeling worthless, inadequate or jealous, do you?

1 in 3 people say that using their smartphone is the last thing they do before going to bed at night”

What’s worse, 1 in 3 people say that using their smartphone is the last thing they do before going to bed at night. So most of us are actually going to sleep and stewing over all these negative feelings last thing we do, before sleeping! Imagine what that’s doing to you, no one deserves to feel bad, especially just before we go off to the land of nod.

Insuring your mind is one of the strongest things you can do as a photographer, no as a creative. You wouldn’t leave that £500 lens hanging around uninsured, so why do we do this to ourselves? So little time is spent on the nurturing, just the doing, working and running around like a headless chicken. I promise you, it will catch up with you – it did me.

It’s so important to find that thing you love that takes you outside of yourself and your natural working habitat. I know for me, it’s that time when the camera is down that I actually make real memories with my family, Jon, and the people around me.

That’s what I want to remember last thing before I go to bed at night, not feelings of tiredness, stress and anxiety.

What’s it going to be for you? What are you going to chose?

All original imagery taken and curated by yours truly, Georgie Glass
Take a look at my food portfolio here, and my lifestyle portfolio here.

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As a blogger it’s common knowledge that when we dine out the first thing we pick up isn’t our knife and fork, it’s our iPhone. That eating out with another blogger holds a sense of relief because you reach for your *insert model of mobile phone here* at exactly the same time. Or that dining out with friends or a loved one brings a sense of nervousness because you don’t know how far into the meal you have until the dreaded timer goes off and your significant other will say “have you finished yet?”

The thought of an off switch frightens me; my boyfriend Jon and I have desperately tried to implement rules at night time so that at “9pm work stops, 10pm mobile phones go down”. But if you’re a blogger, vlogger or social influencer, you’ll know that sticking to those kind of rules creates more anxiety than it does relief. It was just the same when I was shooting food for a living, but now I have added the role of ‘blogger’ to my repertoire it just seems to have stepped up a notch.

If something comes onto our radar at bedtime, why is it as important as say an email coming through at 9:33am? Is it really that we have to deal with it at that very second, or is it just an addiction? Or a fear that something we’ve worked so hard to build up could come crashing down within a matter of hours. I like to think it’s the latter, but as of late I’m not so sure.

Last night Jon & I were kindly invited down to eat at the new COSMO restaurant on Deansgate, and thats where this whole notion got me thinking, “where’s the line?” Don’t get me wrong, Jon is so understanding. If we go anywhere, and it’s for work, he just totally gets it, lets me do my own thing, and then we enjoy our lovely meal (like we did last night). But I often leave a meal with Jon with a sense of guilt if I’ve been working on my phone; “have I neglected him?” – “does he feel like an after thought?” – “does he really know how grateful I am that he came with me tonight?”. More often than not, these fears are completley self-inflicted, and if I ever were to communicate how I feel, I know he would only ever receive me with reassurance.


Images from our dinner at Cosmo Deansgate (replaced the old Red Hot World Buffet) last night – 13/01/18

First world problems, right? I know, I can hear these words ringing in my ears as I write this piece. Don’t mistake what I am saying, I am extremely grateful for every single opportunity that I am given as a blogger & creative in Manchester. It’s just last night’s ‘date night’ meal got me thinking is all this social media engagement stopping me from engaging with my own boyfriend on a night out? I want to remain present to my audience, but I also want to be in the moment with him.

I’m not going to stop inviting Jon with me to lovely experiences, as I want him there with me by my side. However I think implementing rules and boundaries isn’t such a bad idea either. Take all your snaps for social media, but then put the phone down and upload them later or the next morning, and just enjoy being with someone, and not a keypad. Write a list before 9pm of everything that needs to be done tomorrow, and then put your phone on Do Not Disturb or silent. I think Jon and I are going to start having a phone-less date night once a month – where we both leave our phones at home and just be with each other, because that moment is just for us, I don’t need to share that with anyone else but him.

Do you struggle to switch off?
What tactics do you have to power-down at the end of a long day?
Do you have a set of rules with your own significant other?

I’d love to know! Let me know in the comments below.

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You might not have known this, but I am actually from Cheshire. Officially a converted Mancunion now, but if I ever find myself venturing back into Cheshire, I always find myself never suggesting Knutsford for meetings, lunches or dog walks. As to be honest, I find Knutsford a little daunting. I never know where anything is, I don’t understand that scary roundabout in the centre, and unless it’s on that main High Street, it might as well not exist in my eyes.

So when WeBlog North invited me last week to go to afternoon tea at The Courthouse, I was a little uncertain what to think. Mainly as it meant having to deal with that sodding roundabout and I had no idea where to park, but I was excited to go and see more of Knutsford (and I was relieved to find out The Courthouse has a car park!) When I arrived I was a little earlier than the other WeBloggers, so I got to explore.

When I walked in I was amazed with how beautiful of a setting it is. We were dining in the Barristers restaurant, which as its name suggests is set in what used to be the old courtroom; as, if you didn’t know already, the Courthouse actually used to be a courthouse, once upon a time. It’s one of the most iconic buildings in South Cheshire, and has hold host to many a court trial, famously (and disgracefully) the trial of Alan Turning in the 1950s. They’ve really kept the history of the venue at theirs hearts and minds during the renovation, the place is still seeping in it’s legacy. When you walk round the upper level of the restaurant it is hard not to gasp in awe at how stunning the interiors are.

The Courthouse doesn’t just hold host to it’s restaurant, it boasts a 50 room luxury stay, rooftop gardens, the court-house itself and also has a wonderful events and wedding space (which I know they’re holding an open day for soon! Click here for more info).

We were promptly greeted with beautiful loose-leafed teas upon our arrival, and as I was distracted taking in all the artwork on the walls by the extremely talented local artist James Blinkhorn, our afternoon tea was served. We were lucky enough to just catch the tail-end of the Festive Afternoon Tea, which included unconventional twists on old classics, so that they included christmassy influences. As someone dreading letting go to Christmas, I was more than happy to still be eating mince pie and eggnog infused afternoon treats.

However, their afternoon tea menu is quite diverse, whatever time of year you decide to visit. I’d say it’s also worth a mention that two of the WeBlog attendees were Gluten Free and another was Vegetarian, and they hosted them at the greatest of ease, and no one felt left out and everyone left contently full.

I’m pleased now to know a fail-safe place in Knutsford where I would be happy to take my family, boyfriend, or even suggest meeting a client there. The staff were delightful, and the afternoon teas was absolutely delicious. I’m just keen to go back now, and graze my way through the extensive lunch and dinner menu.

Have you ever been to The Courthouse? What did you think?
Do you have any other suggestions for me to visit in Knutsford or South Cheshire?
Let me know in the comments below.

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