I have a whole repertoire of dishes that I create pretty much from instinct. Cooking most days means that I have developed a whole lot of simple concoctions that are easily adapted to whatever ingredients I have hanging around. This one’s a favourite. It pretty much looks after itself and is straightforward to throw together and leave to bubble away while I get on with other things. In this case singing along to some sixties soul classics at the top of my formidably tuneless voice. (more…)
There was no dinner as such last night, just a snack in the pub during the break between a conference and a gallery event run by Bizarre magazine. Instead, I’m going post about the curative lemon, honey and ginger drink I made before heading off to bed.
I love these sorts of drinks when I am feeling physically down and am not really in the mood for tea (green, white, black or oolong), my fall-back cure-all. There’s not much that doesn’t look/feel better after a cup of well made tea, it’s just sometimes not the right drink. I can’t explain it better than that. (more…)
Snow has been silently covering the London streets today giving Smithfield market something of a Dickensian feel. The current cold snap has brought on the desire for something decidedly meaty and where better to get it than Smithfield, home of the city’s main meat market for centuries? A trip to the last butcher still open at midday snagged two free range pork chops and four plump quail.
Dinner was based around the pork – with something that tasty you don’t want to mess around much. Just a squeeze of lemon juice and some black pepper. And then a simple accompaniment of roast cherry tomatoes and lightly fried courgettes with lemon and black pepper. (more…)
