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New Beginnings

My New Year’s resolution is to not make any. Horrid things. What I do remain a sucker for though is new beginnings. And this year I have the ultimate in new beginnings: a new kitchen garden…

Slack’s Festive Hacks

When you've got a surname like mine there is no pun, rhyme or gag you haven't heard. Until last week this is, when Slack's Hacks was born. I can take absolutely no credit for its invention but I will steal it for my own. Here then, are my Slack's Festive Hack's to make your veg sing this Christmas...

Chard, goats’ cheese and spelt pizza

Chard. Honestly, if you grow nothing else, grow chard. It is bullet proof, prolific, long lasting, beautiful and, most importantly of all, tasty. Sow anytime March-August in shallow drills, thin the seedlings and wait. Just wait...

Pear and cardamom friands

I've pulled off my wellies, hung up my Barbour, scrubbed the soil out of my nails and headed to the big city of London this week where I'm teaching cookery classes for AEG at Taste of London Festive Edition...

A Glut of Courgettes Stuffed with Lamb

Warm and wet. We might not like this so-called English 'Summer', but to the courgette plant, this is heaven. There's a veritable pool party going on down in the patch...

Making Your Veg Pop & Other Food Styling Tips

I always say that if someone you’re cooking for says, “Wow!” when you put the food on the table there’s almost no chance they won’t enjoy eating it. That’s not say that cooks should worry about crockery and to hell with the salt...

The Restorative Qualities of a Good Bean Salad

Your first proper summer harvest is never just bucket of muddy veg from the patch. It’s nature’s way of fishing you out of the treacle, giving you a good nutritious meal and setting you back on the right path...

Celery Hearts & Sandwiches: What My Dad’s Taught Me About Food

I think the moment he really knew was when I accidently dropped a mussel into my Orangina, fished it out and scoffed it anyway. We were on holiday in France. I was, maybe, eight...