having never managed to venture as far as oast house in spinningfields, a quiet, sunny thursday evening seemed a perfect opportunity to see what this ‘house’ had to offer; plus, with this british weather you have to grab every opportunity to eat’ al fresco’ when you can! as we walked into the rustic setting, with the sun shining and the scent of the most mouth-wateringfoodtaking over, i began to hear the faint sounds of a classic oasis song playing in my mind, only to realise that it was the live band on stage outside! how fantastic. i couldn’t wait to look at the menu, as i could already taste summer in my mouth from the overwhelming aromas from the crowds outside, who already had an array of hanging kebabs and deli boards to devour in front of them. oh, bring on the menu please! i must say that as a person with particular taste (my mother would have described this as a ‘fussy eater’), i am not often left overwhelmed by choice on a menu; touché oast house, i was drooling over your menu for what felt like hours. i finally decided (and my stomach could barely wait any longer) for a haloumi hanging kebab. i was not disappointed. sat outside, sun was shining through my glass of the freshest prosecco, the most beautiful setting, fantasticfoodand the sounds of some of my favourite oasis, james and snow patrol songs was almost unimaginable; i thought they only did this in the movies. the hanging kebabs delivered something that so many other restaurants in manchester have failed to do, create a fantastic taste for something that could have easily be seen as a ‘gimmick’. i urge you never to walk past the oast house, and think that the kebabs look great but probably aren’t up to the mark on taste, you will be so wrong, go give them a try, they are beautiful. now, i don’t remember the last time i wrote a review on afoodand drink experience out without a single thing to have a little moan about, but i can honestly say that the only negative was not giving this place a try sooner. the atmosphere is second to none, and the staff are so welcoming and friendly, you instantly feel like a regular there. perfect. my quiet thursday night however didn’t seem to go to plan, the music and the atmosphere sucked me in, and i have no shame in reporting that i sat outside the oast house, with my boyfriend’s suit jacket draped across my shoulders until the night was no more; who could walk away when you might miss another fantastic cover of oasis, after all, i couldn’t leave before they played wonderwall. thanks oast house for a quiet after dinner night that turned into an evening i can now never forget.