I escaped cabbage as often as I could when young. At lunchtime – obstinately called dinnertime at grammar school – the bouquet of vegetal flatulence would emanate from our canteen with the same familiarity as the precursory dinner bell. Our squadron of...
“Tiffin, the midday meal, was a welcome break in the long Indian day; the pause for sustenance and prelude to a siesta…Tiffin was a domestic meal, a chance for husbands and wives to eat together, if they wished. Children were seldom present at the table, taking their...
When the day finds you pushing a rock uphill, Sisyphus-like, motivation has dropped to a low ebb and one is markedly hungry, simplicity alongside familiarity can sometimes be the culinary saviour in the kitchen. Such is this dish, that once made, will automatically...
“When people enter the kitchen, they often drag their childhood in with them”. From Home Cooking (1998) Laurie Colwin. Back in the early eighties, paying the rent any way I could with a specialist skill set barely warranting a c/v, I garnered some...
Contrary to some popular beliefs, making a stew is rarely a success when the cook applies instinct alone, and if you weren’t lucky enough to have the nearby knee of a Lancashire mother to learn at, finding a robust recipe for such country cooking is essential. One...