Poacher
turned hotelkeeper
by
David Young
(Published in Caterer
& Hotelkeeper Magazine 28 July 2005)
Back
in February 2003, the Scottish Highland village of Kingussie
, under a foot-and-a-half of snow, seemed a world away from
my recently-vacated house in rural Hampshire.
And
from the top of the drive, our new home and business, the
Cross, which we had bought as a well-established restaurant-with-rooms
was barely visible through the blizzard. After almost 18
years of sleeping and eating my way around the hotels and
restaurants of the UK , all in the name of the AA's annual
guidebooks, I had stepped back into the real world.
I'd
seen, survived, and for the most part enjoyed the many changes
that had taken place at the AA during that time. Looking
back at the AA's dull directories of hotels and B&Bs
that were published in 1985, researched by a charming but
motley crew of inspectors, it was a far cry from the efficient
and respected organisation I had just turned my back on.
The
AA's demutualisation and absorption into Centrica Plc in
the 1990s may have seen the end of the friendly old club
that we all loved, but it brought with it a leaner, more
commercial approach that enabled a much-improved range of
guidebooks to be produced, spawned a properly trained team
of professional inspectors and resulted in a profitability
that was never achieved under the old regime.
So
why leave? I suppose my decision to leave and set up my
own hospitality business had formed over time. One of the
AA's big achievements has been the development of the AA
rosette awards and the annual restaurant guide. Over 10
years, these helped to build up the AA's reputation for
food assessment. But it wasn't easy. The management didn't
understand how to produce a truly independent guide and
the demands placed on the inspection team were such that
the fee-paying businesses were prioritised, sometimes to
the detriment of the guides' independence.
This
approach was manifested in 2002 in the cavalier manner with
which Roger Wood, then the AA's managing director, famously
dealt with a table reservation at Gordon Ramsay's Petrus,
and the subsequent attempt to manipulate the independent
awards process. It resulted in the resignation of Simon
Wright, the editor of the restaurant guide. It also probably
consolidated my thoughts about moving on.
The
idea of "poacher turning gamekeeper" appealed
to me. After all, if I couldn't run a successful operation
after 18 years assessing the pros and cons of countless
hotel and restaurants, then no one could.
Katie,
my wife, was disenchanted with her career as a food technology
teacher and our two children were still at an age when the
angst of a move from Hampshire to our native Scotland could
be minimised. The timing seemed as perfect as it was going
to get and we began to search in earnest for the right property.
The
Cross presented as many challenges as it did opportunities.
On the plus side, it had enjoyed a good reputation under
the previous owners, who had relocated it to an idyllic
position alongside the river Gynack where an old tweed mill
had been converted to a rustic restaurant and eight comfortable
bedrooms. Critically, the existing head chef, Becca Henderson,
agreed to stay and add polish and technique to the fresh
ideas I brought with me. And our location at the centre
of Cairngorm National Park , close to a regenerating Aviemore
resort and increasingly accessible by air, train and road,
meant there would be opportunities to grow the business.
And,
of course, surrounded as we are by mountains, lochs, rivers
and wide-open spaces, it was - and is - a great place to
live.
However,
"reputation" - even a favourable one - can be
a double-edged sword. The previous owners, understandably,
had been treading water as they headed towards retirement
and their healthy profit was achieved despite dwindling
occupancy figures.
If
the Cross was to be successful, a fresh approach was required.
We decided to extend the trading season to take account
of the growing short-breaks market in Scotland . At the
same time, we made the decision to close on Sunday and Monday
evenings to simplify our staffing requirements and allow
us some quality time as a family.
We
set about making low-cost but highly visible improvements
to the grounds and gardens and to the way in which the restaurant
and bedrooms were presented. Fresh flowers on each table,
crisp white linen in the bedrooms, and an understated Scottish
influence was introduced throughout. Each bedroom, for example,
was given Arran aromatics toiletries, Speyside Glenlivet
water and CD cubes featuring Scottish contemporary music.
But
plans for substantial refurbishment have been put on hold
as unexpected and unplanned costs have arisen.
A
new boiler cost £1,500; repairs to a cooker £500.
This January, we also had to find an extra £3,000
to improve drainage in the grounds after a flash flood swept
through the building, while another £500 was required
to fix a gas fire. Nevertheless, we were fortunate to inherit
a property that was in good repair, which means major changes
can happily wait until funds and time allow.
We
also started to recruit an energetic pool of local staff,
which we'd expected to be a big problem, located where we
were. But we pay above-average rates of pay and offer a
(mostly) good-humoured working environment.
Building
a reliable supplier network has been more of a challenge.
The contract launderers with whom we first worked were so
ineffective that our counter-claim for lost and damaged
items all but exceeded the total of our first year's invoices.
We now work with a well-known national supplier who tries
hard to meet our expectations and accepts an extraordinarily
high "reject" rate.
Under
its previous ownership, the Cross was renowned for its wine
list. However, I was eager to build a new list that would
reflect current drinking trends, offer good value and, perhaps
most importantly, feature wines that Katie and I like to
drink and are able to enthuse about. The number of suppliers
has grown to more than a dozen and we've been on the shortlist
for the AA Wine Award for the past three years.
I
feel it's essential that the produce supplied to our kitchen
is of the highest quality. It's also important that, as
far as is possible, our produce is local and seasonal -
and that's not that easy. Don't get me wrong: Scotland offers
a fantastic range of high-quality raw produce and there
are many high-quality producers, growers and stockists to
be found.
Supply,
on the other hand, is another matter. Most suppliers send
their produce by carrier and we keep our fingers crossed
for next-day delivery. This is not ideal. Deliveries can
be late or not happen at all and our food costs are significantly
higher as a result of transport charges.
Our
advertising and marketing budget in year one was set at
4% of projected turnover and was concentrated on direct
marketing via the address database and paid-for entries
in selected guidebooks. Referrals from the guides account
for almost 30% of our bookings, so they're not to be sniffed
at.
I
always preached to hoteliers, restaurateurs and chefs that
they should concern themselves more with what their customers
want and less with what they think the guidebooks want.
And now I'm on the other side of the fence I make sure I'm
true to my word. Inspectors, whether we know who they are
or not, get treated like any other guest.
In
fact, the only time I was terrified to cook for anyone was
when Gordon Ramsay dined earlier this year. I don't know
what he really made of our food, but I sensed he enjoyed
reversing the tables on me.
We
were very pleased when the AA awarded us with three rosettes
earlier this year, as I'm sure they felt they were obliged
to be extremely cautious before doing so.
So
has it all been worth it?
Steadily
increasing turnover and occupancy figures would suggest
we're making progress. We've also enjoyed some critical
acclaim which, together with positive guest feedback and
encouraging levels of repeat business, have been good confidence-builders.
It would be overdoing the cliche somewhat to suggest we're
living our dream - but then, there's not much time left
for dreaming at the end of a 16-hour day.