Tell Me A Story ...
Some recipes start with an ingredient. Others start with a person, a place, a memory or a completely random off the wall idea.
These are the stories that find their way into my kitchen ... sometimes ending up on a plate, sometimes just making me smile, and occasionally leading me somewhere I didn't expect to go.
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The Stories Behind the Recipes
There is usually a story ...
A neighbour turns up with a box of something. I find an ingredient I've never cooked before. Something reminds me of my Gran. I have a slightly off the wall idea and decide it might work ... And somewhere along the way, a recipe happens.
These are some of the stories that came before the food.
The Day the Pizza Oven Fought Back
This is the story of how a smoky mess turned into one of my favourite chutneys — proof, perhaps, that some of the best food starts with getting it gloriously wrong.
when peas get a little fancy
This is the story of how a few humble peas got dressed up, headed east and turned into one of my favourite lunches.
The fairy tale of the Fig Leaf & Gooseberry Spritz
Every fairy tale contains an element of truth. As with all stories handed down through the years, however, they have a habit of acquiring a little extra sparkle in the retelling.
The fairy tale of the Fig Leaf & Gooseberry Spritz
Every fairy tale contains an element of truth. As with all stories handed down through the years, however, they have a habit of acquiring a little extra sparkle in the retelling.
Mascarpone Spelt Apple Crumble Tart
This tart was supposed to be an almond-based apple crumble tart. Then I went to the Supermarket ... This was no ordinary trip!
courgette glut?
Courgette recipes for those of us who have lost control of the fridge drawer.
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The Malarkey Corner
For those who like a side of fiction or day-to-day nonsense with their recipes.
Not everything that happens in my kitchen needs a recipe. Sometimes it needs a story, a ridiculous character, a slightly questionable observation or somewhere to put the things that make me think, “Honestly, what is my life?”
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