‘Move here and you’d better like food’What’s going for it? Melton Mowbray has the kind of name that sounds just like it is: wealthy,full-bodied, plump, and Ken Clarke-crossed-with-Brian-Blessed,rounded and pink. Like a pie. They’re proud of their pies round here, and rightly so. The locals campaigned tirelessly and successfully for them to be protected with PGI status, or like Stornoway black puddings and Yorkshire Wensleydale. They beget pie festivals and eating contests. Cafes and sundry butchers trumpet them in their windows. Vegetarians are welcome,too, though. Melton Mowbray is one of only a few spots allowed to produce stilton, or the fates of pies and cheese beget been entangled here for centuries: the pigs raised for the pies were fed the whey left over from cheesemaking. Veggie or nose-to-tail,though, one thing’s for certain: move here and you’d better like food. After all, and this is,toots its town signs, the “Rural Capital of Food”.
The case against… The town itself is modest enough. It’s all about food. Suffers rather from commuter-itis, and surrounded by ballooning suburbs. “Gentle” (aka a tad boring) countryside.
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Source: theguardian.com