Around about this time last year I received an email asking if I’d be interested in contributing to a cookbook devoted to the majesty of kale. Of course I would. I love kale. I like it sweated in butter with garlic and chilli. I eat it baked to a frazzled crisp and coated in salt. […]

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Masala Hot Chocolate

On January 31, 2016 By

This winter in London has been very back and forward. One day it’s warm pavements, milky sunshine and the squeak of new grass growing in the park. The next it’s grey wool skies, rain in buckets and wind that chills your heart. It feels lees like winter and more like more like […]

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This week it was my friend Naomi’s birthday. Naomi, along with Gemma, founded the Band of Bakers, a baking club that I erratically attend, normally with something terrible and childish squashed in a Tupperware tub. Like the tower of popcorn, M&Ms and pretzels that I […]

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Bergamot Curd

On January 20, 2016 By

It’s the third week of January and I am still crazy for citrus. I think it’s down to the excitement at work. Every year there is general rejoicing when the blood oranges arrive, but this time we’ve gone even more mad for vitamin C. There are kumquats […]

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It snowed a little last night. Not a lot. Just enough to edge the roofs and walls with white, and puddle in ashy heaps in garden corners. By mid-morning it was all gone. The grey wool sky stayed dry and what sun made it through the clouds melted the snow. A cold, unmagical day that […]

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I’d meant to make this salad with burrata, but the bit of South East London I live in hasn’t gentrified sufficiently for there to be bowls of burrata in the delicatessens, just a wide range of buffalo mozzarellas. In hindsight, this made my life easier. If I had got hold of a soft ball of […]

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Another year is done, and I am a little older and a lot more shameless. That’s the best thing about ageing. As I inch further and further along my timeline, I realise there’s less and less stuff for me to worry about.

I had dinner at The Camberwell Arms on New Year’s Eve. […]

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This year we celebrated Christmas on the 19th December. Sister Number 1 alternates her Christmases: one year with us, one year at her girlfriend’s parents in Scotland. 2015 was a Scottish year, so we decided we’d do the whole thing one week early. The full festive shebang.

It’s strange, doing Christmas before everyone else. Even […]

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I had a plan. A vision. I would make chocolate chip cookies, thick as duvets and chewy in the middle. There would be white chocolate chips, all creamy with vanilla; lime zest for zing; and a subtle glow of chilli heat. They would be great cookies and everyone would be amazed by me […]

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A office Christmas party without alcohol is basically an after hours meeting. One without an agenda, obvious end time or biscuits. It’s a prospect too horrible to consider. So when our department do hoved into view, I made sure to kick start it with some miracle gin.

“Miracle gin?” you ask, possibly unable to comprehend how much […]

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