This year has seen an especially good crop on both apple and pear trees… I am fast running out of preserving jars, ideas and energy.
I was at the checkout in Tesco at 9.15am yesterday with a 1.5l bottle of gin. I wasn’t even embarrassed. Okay, I was a bit embarrassed.
Husband, Daughter No.2 and I battled our way through the drizzle to the Serpentine Gallery for Grayson Perry’s modestly titled The Most Popular Art Exhibition Ever!
A not-altogether-successful break in what is possibly the most middle-class seaside town ever…
I have a serious croqueta habit, and this is still lazier than flying to Spain to satisfy it.
It’s the middle of the summer harvest season, and we’re eating something from the garden with every meal.
We’ve just returned from a short visit to Madrid, and I’m in love – with this noisy, beautiful, glorious, delicious city…
I don’t usually follow published patterns strictly when I’m knitting, crocheting or sewing… and this is why.
A couple of weeks back there was panic in the kitchens of North London over a houmous shortage. Well, emergency over…
In my little vegetable plot there are bright green shoots that promise delicious fresh things to eat. If I can keep the slugs, snails, blackfly, caterpillars, pigeons, squirrels, and cats-in-search-of-a-giant-litter-box off them, that is.
I love meat. But recently, I’ve found myself veering towards a more vegetable-based diet. I fear I’ll become an accidental vegetarian.
Grey food is not attractive. Grey may be desirable in a Farrow and Ball paint chart, but it doesn’t shout “Eat me! I’m yummy!” in food. Luckily some things taste better than they look, and this is one of them.