Overbearing sadness, that's what I keep coming back to. I'm glad that I've finally pinned down this emotion and defined it. I have moments of weird giddiness, of both rational and irrational anger, but underneath it all I know that it's this feeling I am trying...
This wondrous spotted creature is my savoury porridge It's loosely based on these breakfast soups that I eat in Thailand, which are made out of rice - a British version, I guess. I cooked the oats with water and a little salt, then added some beef stock....
You may be wondering what exactly is so avant-garde about chocolate and banana pancakes. Well, it depends on how you use the banana. I didn't mean to make that sound perverted in any way, so I hope that's not how you're reading it. Today, I...
As I was describing to my friend on Friday how my mum was stuffing a chicken with liver in preparation for our weekend at home, I saw a horrified expression slowly spread across her lovely face and I realized that this recipe isn't going to...
Quinoa cakes - what an amazing idea! I got it from this guy, who got it from this lady, who I imagine got it from...
Since you are still reading this you must be a pretty open-minded individual. You may pat yourself on the back if so inclinedAs I scoffed this just a moment ago, I realized that it pays to be open-minded. It's another strange and unusual way to...
I was starting to worry that I'd lost my knack with flapjacks...
I've had a lot of trouble with my hoofs. I'm talking about those little potato dumplings down there. Sometimes the simplest things can be the hardest, because, as we all know from Julie and Julia, simple does not mean easy. And yet I firmly believe that...
I've been thinking a lot about vegetables recently. I miss the summer ones so much, but i don't want to eat them if they're flown in from Peru. Nothing tastes that great after such a long journey. And for some reason winter vegetables have stopped...
The thing about me and pasta is that it's my go-to food when I don't have time or can't be bothered. Theo Randall's book (Pasta) has got me thinking about it in a different way. With more care perhaps. I had fusilli in the cupboard...