This one is inspired by nothing except the desire to make a tasty dinner that is easy. If I was aiming to romanticise a trip to India with paneer in a tandoor oven, I would mention that shashlik does seem to be shorthand for a kebab with peppers and onions, but I’m not even sure […]
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I am in a scone season of life right now. Maybe it is the slippery slope to middle age, maybe it is the fact I could access a garden centre easily on crutches that time I buggered my ankle, maybe it was the beige comfort I found in them when pregnant, maybe it is generosity […]
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Oh, these brownies. I have made so many of them, over the years. The invention of these brownies would actually be the easiest thing in the WORLD to romanticise but basically 9 odd years ago I was talking to new friends I wanted to impress about Indian breakfast food and how fabulous it was and […]
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I love salad. Love it. It is crunchy, and full of veg and super delicious but one of the greatest food travesties of this country is that we put a shred of iceberg lettuce on a plate with half an overchilled cherry tomato and think that THAT is salad and to be honest, if that […]
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Do you remember being wee and having things on pedestals that, well, you just wanted? I don’t know if it was because they seemed exciting, or just weren’t things that were everyday in your house, but totally normal items could seem impossibly exciting when you were were small. One of those things, for me, was […]
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Funny story about this soup. Well, I mean as funny as a story about soup can get. A long, long time ago in a land far, far away, I had a stall at a festival in town to tout my wares. market stalls are STRESSFUL, especially when you sell food that doesn’t keep. Over the […]
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Tomato sauce was, bizarrely, something I didn’t really ever make from fresh tomatoes. I know this makes ZERO sense, although if you are canning homegrown tomatoes you are probably not really in the reader demographic of this blog, so I shall continue. I think it is one of those things that is a hangover from […]
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I feel like a bit of a sham of a food writer, with this one, I’m not going to lie. You see, I lived in that there China, a long, long time ago, when I was eighteen years old. I taught English as a foreign language (I mean that sentence alone shows you it was […]
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