When I was little we lived on Martha’s Vineyard, a wee island off the coast of Massachusetts. It’s nice, sea and cute wooden houses, the kind of place people flock to in the summer months to lie on beaches and escape it all. My parents would rent out our house in the summer sun and travel to Manchester to stay with my cousins in the Crescents in Hulme, in the rain.
Wikipedia says this of the neighborhood “The scheme was the largest public housing development in Europe, It gained notoriety as one of the worst public housing schemes in British history.” I only say I loved it, well there were neighbors for a start.
The whole development was completely flattened by the council by 1994. Attempting to erase the mistakes and the punks. It didn’t really work. But it did make room for Kim By the Sea, in the ground floor of the development that replaced it.
Now there is no sea, not for miles. Stripy painted picnic tables are set outside and fake seagulls hang from the ceiling and you can buy fish and chips so it’s almost like a seaside town, but not quite like the vineyard, it’s quite an English feel.
We go here for the vegetarian version, made from Haloumi (it’s good). This is the only place I’ve been that makes this dish but keeps it traditional if you wish.