Food adventures, food memories and food thoughts.
About a year back someone bought me a subscription to Beerbods. This believe it not is an online beer tasting group. Once a quarter you get sent a case of twelve bottles of different beers. Then every Thursday evening at nine you open one and and as you drink you share your thoughts about the …
Continue reading “If it’s Thursday evening it must be Beerbods”
It’s reached that time of year again. That time when despite the first signs of summer coming to an end, things don’t actually feel so bad after all. I’m probably being fanciful but The Great British Bake Off has that affect on me. Yes I know it’s all a bit of a cliche but there …
One of the many and various food magazines that find their way into this house recently had an article where a selection of chefs and foodie people listed their favourite ingredient. That one thing they use regularly to turn a simple dish into something special. Some of them were quite straight forward, for example Jack …
Sat in a coffeeshop yesterday morning with a notebook and pen I was feeling quaintly old fashioned as I started to write this. I wasn’t the only writer there but I was the only one who hadn’t had to ask for the wi-fi password. I was in the new Bread Source cafe on Bridewell Alley …
I recently took a creative writing course in Norwich based on memoirs and life experiences. This week I was going through some of the work that I produced on the course and decided to share this one. I know that the link to what is supposed to be a food blog is a bit tenuous …
Continue reading “History may not repeat itself, but it does get quite close.”
Someone asked me last week why I prefer cookbooks to looking online for recipes. The question got me thinking as it’s not something that I’ve really thought about before. The quick and obvious answer is that nothing beats the look and feel of a book. The opening of a new cover, the turning of the …
Just because I’m a relatively recent convert to the joys of baking it doesn’t mean that I haven’t always enjoyed cake and baked things in general. Back then they were either shop bought or baked by someone else in the house. My Mum loved to bake and I have many childhood memories of being in …
Sunday afternoon in the kitchen just might be my favourite time of the week. A time when I can completely immerse myself in baking. That’s not to say that I don’t bake at other times of the week, just that Sunday is the time when I really indulge. I’m in my own little world and …
I quite enjoy eating alone in cafes and restaurants. Its not that I’m antisocial and don’t want company, just that when the chance arrises to eat on my own I’m happy to do it. My partner has gone off to Cambridge for the day with a friend so it’s been lunch for one. Eating alone …
I spent much of my childhood in Malta, a small Mediterranean island that sits roughly mid way between the toe of Italy and the north coast of Africa. My Dad took a job out there and we moved to a life that felt like summer for twelve months of every year. It’s only looking back …
David in the kitchen.