I can’t grow cauliflowers. Believe me, I’ve tried. I tried germinating them from seed first, which turned out to be a fool’s errand, so troublesome are they to rear when young. I’ve tried buying plug plants. But they sulked in their newly fed soil, like grumpy teenagers and ...
2019-01-18T10:27:21+00:00 January 18th, 2019|
Honestly, there are times when I feel like throwing the towel in and flouncing off to become a podiatrist or something. It happens when the whole foodie scene loses its head and gets all obsessed with something completely nonsensical. But help is at hand, in the form of soup...
2019-01-11T10:48:25+00:00 January 11th, 2019|
When I grow spinach, which is always, I think about the size of the harvest in terms of how much spanakopita it will make. “Ooo, terrific,” I say, “there’s two spanakopitas ready to pick on that plant alone.” The glutton’s version of a bushel...
2018-11-30T10:42:36+00:00 November 30th, 2018|
I’m not a fan of the term ‘comfort food’. All food is comfort to me. And anyway, what would that make other food? Uncomfortable? Hardly. That said, I do understand that some situations require filling, warming nursery food. And this week is a case in point...
2018-11-23T09:33:31+00:00 November 23rd, 2018|
Right. We’re all busy so I’ll crack on with it. There’s a time and a place for flouncing about in the kitchen letting your imagination run riot over making supper. But this time of year is not it. Instead, we need supper on the table in 10 minutes. Chop, chop (literally and figuratively)...
2018-11-09T12:41:27+00:00 November 9th, 2018|
Excuse the rant, but someone needs to take a stand for veg. And yes, I realise I might be biased, but hear me out: isn’t it time we stopped talking about ‘meat-free’ eating and starting calling it ‘veg-filled’ eating instead?
2018-10-19T06:58:56+00:00 October 19th, 2018|
This week calls for something sweet from the grape glut. But grapes and cheese is such a winning combo that it has lodged itself in my brain like the culinary equivalent of a musical ear worm. Every time I think, "what shall I do with these grapes?" my brain goes, "brie, cheddar, goats cheese, cream cheese....." A-ha! Cheesecake...
2018-10-12T15:37:15+00:00 October 12th, 2018|
A grape glut! Not mine. More's the pity. My neighbour's, who has a vine in her back garden, pays it almost no attention but is swamped with grapes. Now, when someone invites you to help yourself to their glut there's an awkward moment of glut-pilfering etiquette that ensues...
2018-10-05T17:13:10+00:00 October 5th, 2018|