L I F E | Old Fashioned Master Class with Glen Moray

It’s a family affair….

My mum drank whisky & green ginger .

My dad has his either neat or with a little water.

My brother drinks his with … anything !

Me … I like mine with coke.

Whisky has and always will be my favourite. I have recently been flirting with Gin but I always return to my old favourite.

Last week I was invited by MPR Communications to P.U.B.L.I.C in the heart of Sheffield to attend an ‘Old Fashioned’ masterclass in association with Glen Moray Single Malt Scotch Whisky.

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Traceys Catchup …Afternoon Tea and the Magician

I bounded into December with a swing in my step, excitable and looking forward to the month that lie ahead… only to be struck down with the dreaded lurg 5 days in!

Lack lustre, snotty, very much death warmed up, after nights of no sleep and with the tendency to have a coughing fit at-least twice a day. I coughed so hard I pulled a muscle in my stomach. Not the ideal way to start my birthday month and Christmas build-up.

I eventually resorted to the doctors last Friday who gave me a weeks course of anti-biotics to fix my chest infection. 3 days in and I’m feeling much better!

I watched my first Christmas movie of the year yesterday  ‘Deck the Halls’ I shed a little tear and got that warm fuzzy feeling inside. I wrote some Christmas cards and I’m drinking Baileys 24/7 – to be honest this has been the case all month even when I felt rubbish.

I’ve definitely got my Christmas mojo back!

Last night a few of us met up at Eten Cafe, York Street in Sheffield for Afternoon Tea with added fizz.

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A Sheffield Girls Quick Guide to Manchester… with the help of her friends!

I wasn’t planning to do a post on Manchester, however …it was too good a night not to share.

Friday night found myself and Rach winging our way across the Pennines to meet up with a gang of Rach’s ex-work colleagues ; Lisa and Jen, two lovely locals . Pam from Birmingham and Jit the soul guy from Leeds. By soul I mean the only one – he’s not a singer or anything!

I always say it pays to know somebody who lives / knows the city (you’re visiting); where to go, what to do etc. We were advised that the night would involve ‘cheap food, lots of drink and dirty dancing’ Music to my ears.

Typically we were the last to arrive at the Met apartments where we were all staying for the night. After lots of hugs and squealing (and that was just Jit) we made ourselves comfy with a glass of champagne, had a quick catch-up. Before changing and making the 5 minute walk to our first stop.

Up in your grill, B.Eat Street which is situated in Brownfield Mill (a grade II listed building) Tariff Street, within the Northern Quarter. Although I felt slightly over-dressed – I loved it.

It’s open Friday and Saturday for 10 weeks over the summer. There’s an outdoor courtyard where the DJ’s do their thing, colourful graffiti graces the walls and alternating pop up food outlets or ‘street food heroes’ sell their deliciousness. The smell as you enter the courtyard has your mouth watering within minutes.

All the dishes are £5 and you’re really spoilt for choice. Our offerings came in the way of The Real Sue Lee, Viet Shack, Hungry Hombres and Nkono. We grabbed a spicy chicken burger each from Viet Shack. (Now a good blogger would have taken a picture … I was hungry what can I say?!) Before making our way through the bar, into what can only be described as a school dinner hall to devour our food. It’s a shame we couldn’t eat alfresco but typically the temperature had dropped to ‘below freezing’ and stood shivering was not at all appealing. Not dressed like a dolls head anyway.

Inside it’s all a-bit rough around the edges; crumbly walls, flaky ceilings with exposed beams, pipework and uneven floors but it’s full of character. As anybody that follows me on IG will confirm I’m obsessed with old buildings and kept ‘ohhing’ and ‘arrhhing’ at how ‘beautifully shabby’ it all was.

Take a look for yourself…





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I think it’s on until the end of August, so you had better be quick if you want to pay a visit …find them on twitter #upinyourgrill for line-ups etc.


Suitably stuffed and beered up we jumped into a taxi and made our way to a few more ‘watering holes’

Manchester really is a fabulous location for a night out. It’s even better when you’re with people ‘in the know’ and all these bars deserve a mention:

The Manchester House Bar and Restaurant , Spinningfield which couldn’t have been more different (from the above) if it had tried. We smiled angelically at the bouncers and were let straight in.

Jumping into the lift we giddily whizzed upto the 12th Floor to where the Lounge was situated.

It’s monographic, chic and beautifully designed. All shiny and lovely. It also has amazing views of the Manchester skyline. It was a shame it was dark and I didn’t have my glasses on. One big fuzz! It is however an excuse to get my glad-rags on and re-visit . Afternoon cocktails anyone?!

It also serves a mean Vodka and Tonic.

I pinched the pic below off the web just so you can admire the view and go whooaaaa yourself.





Neighbourhood – Spittingfield , is just a little tootle down from the above. We walked in to catch a couple of guys, perched on the top of the tables playing instruments along to a soundtrack.

Everywhere we looked there appeared to be handsome men. It’s a hard life! Now unfortunately I can’t guarantee the same when you /if you go – perhaps we fell lucky? Yep I know, I know, I have a BF but it never hurts to admire your surroundings!

I also fell in love with the fluorescent wall art ‘The best way to view Heaven is from Hell’ I think it was meant for us…

Oh and I can’t guarantee this either – but as we walked out , Marco from TOWIE walked in



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Elixir Tonics & Treats – 123, Deansgate . Or Harry Potters Bar as Lisa and Jen refer to it. This is more than likely because it sells potions and lotions.

If you only ever do one thing that I recommend then I insist  you to go here (waves her wand) and order a sharing cocktail.

Ask for a La Petite Voliere – ‘The Little Bird Cage’. Sit back and wait patiently for it arrive…. smoking and smelling of Lavender. A place to cast spells indeed. It’s magical.






These maybe amongst some of the loveliest toilets I’ve ever had the pleasure to use. There were even marshmallows in little glass jars for us to eat!


After a rather disappointing visit to the new Club LIV – Very pretentious, lacking in people and atmosphere. 

We left ….

BUT not before having our mugshots taken…


We ended the night with yet more Jaeger Bombs at Revolution De Cuba – South Central, 11 Peter Street

I loved it here. We got to dance!

You know proper bloody dancing, ‘one foot in front of the other, wiggle it on a dance floor stuff’ I really can’t remember the last time I danced? I was no doubt ‘dancing like my dad’ and I’m sure I was old enough to be the majority’s grandmas… but we belly laughed and that’s never a bad thing.

We left at daft’o clock. Heads were fuzzy, voices slurring and some of us kept falling down. My parting words being ‘but I’m only just warming up’

Growing up gracefully?

Nah sod that for a packet of crisps … we’ll be running at it head on, looking like death warmed up with terrific hangovers BUT with some funny memories…

Lisa & Jen were the perfect hosts.

Lady Manchester you never disappoint.

Until next time, Tracey and the Gang x


Master Cocktail Making Class at Piccolino, Sheffield.

We are social butterflies, one’s that have been socialising for a hell of a long time! Our wings are tired and they need revitalising. 

On our quest to do just this Sue suggested a Cocktail making class. I thought this sounded like a great idea, so much so that I sent out a cheeky little tweet to see if anybody held them in Sheffield. 

The lovely people at Piccolino got in touch to say they could sort something out for us. 

A few emails, and a phone call later … the rest they say is history.

Last night 6 bedraggled ladies rendezvoused at 6.00pm in the bar at Piccolinos. 

Typically there’s no sight nor sound of rain for weeks BUT on the Saturday we decide to go out the Gods have an almighty argument which results in the storm of all storms. 

Naughty Gods and drenched butterflies. 

Spirit’s slightly dampened we were led to our table which was situated next to the bar and introduced to our ‘tutor’ (and Bar Manager)for the evening Daniele Ghersi. 

I’ve never seen so many faces brigthen up so quickly!


BLOG 19Introductions made, a glass of Prosecco in hand and with us all smiling like cheshire cats, the lesson began…

We had all received a handout which listed the ingredients and ‘how to make’ instructions. 

Daniele went on to explain that he would run through and make all the cocktails featured – Passionista, Resaca, Lychee Martini, Tiramisu, Pina Colada, Peccato Di Gola and a Limoncello Cheescake – which we got to taste and cast our verdicts on. 

Cool idea and a great excuse to try some cocktails we might not have otherwise. I can confirm that they were all delicious. Lychee Martini and Tiramisu being my favourites.

At the end of the class we would each be asked to take over ‘the bar’ and make a concoction of our own. Daniele would judge and decide on the winning drink.

BLOG 2From left to right : Daniele and his eager butterflies – Sue, Angela, Rach, me, Jane and Jo.


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