2011 is nearing its close and 2012 – like it or not – is upon us. As with the opening of every new year, we start with many good intentions. In my case it’s usually to give up gossip and … Continue reading
Pigs for luck…
Monthly Archives: December 2011
The Christmas Hangover Cure…
I woke up this morning feeling slightly nauseous, with a distinct tinge of green to my skin tone. I am now filled with regret at that second helping of stuffing and roast potatoes. And pudding and brandy butter. And that … Continue reading
A Christmas offering of Brandy Butter…
It’s Christmas Eve morning and Christmas is now – finally – upon us. In culinary terms, for most people this means turkey. For some, perhaps mince pies. For others, even that licit glace of champagne at breakfast. I, however, equate … Continue reading
A Venetian Feast on Christmas Eve…
Until the age of six, I believed that Christmas was in fact on the 24th December. I believed that because my parents told me so. Glamorous and busy individuals at the time, they used to spend Christmas Day at Chequers … Continue reading
Home made cranberry sauce…
Until recently, I happily ate shop bought cranberry sauce with my Christmas lunch. Bog standard, in a jar, from the supermarket. Year in, year out. And thought nothing of it. Even quite enjoyed it. Little did I know what I … Continue reading
Narcissi at Christmas…
Last week, at the crack of dawn, my sister and I ventured to the New Covent Garden Market, the vast concrete complex somewhat confusingly situated not – as the name would imply – in Covent Garden, but in the heart … Continue reading
The tale of a bird inside a bird…inside a bird…
One of the most striking culinary memories from my childhood, is that of my Father, himself a great gourmand, nostalgically describing lunches at the Dorchester Hotel in London. He told of how the then chef, who knew him well, would … Continue reading
The ultimate Christmas Cake…
I must confess that I too detest recipes prefaced with ‘the ultimate’ – so please don’t judge me for the above description of this cake. Too harshly, at least. I accept that dishes labeled ‘ultimate’ prove inevitable and bitter disappointments … Continue reading
It’s all about the pudding…always…
It’s six o’clock and I have four the dinner coming at eight. This wouldn’t be a problem if I wasn’t on a bus, stuck in traffic nowhere near home, with a growing sense of unease about my empty fridge. Don’t panic, … Continue reading
Confessions of a greedy girl…
Aspiring academic and self professed foodie (or – let’s be honest, greedy person), I spend many of the hours when I should be huddled over dusty tomes in the British Library leafing through the pages of cookbooks and experimenting with … Continue reading
