Everybody in the world seemed to have an opinion and advice about weaning my tiny baby onto solid food; there was less information out there for this stage, a year on, where that tiny baby is, well, a little less tiny and has actual opinions and things. I mean, it hasn’t really come as a […]
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I really, really, really hate the fact that pretty much everything essential to being a vaguely content and functioning individual is now an aspirational video on some kind of social media. A quick jump into the shower with whatever shower gel was on offer that floated my boat (always, always, always the citrus smelling ones […]
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I promise not to wang on so much that you have to scroll for a solid five minutes just to get to the actual recipe, but sweetcorn fritters were the first thing I made for a breakfast club. It was quite pioneering, way back when, the breakfast club. I mean, avocados weren’t quite such a […]
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I genuinely think this might be the thing I cook the most. I know food writers say this kind of thing all the time, and if they actually ate what they said they did as often as they say they do, there would be literally no meals left for eating out or trying something new […]
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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 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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