- Food & Drink
If you’d told me 17 months ago that starting this blog would one day result in me being sent a free bottle of gin, I would’ve laughed in your face and then punched you for putting such crazy, unachievable dreams into my head. Who’d be foolish enough to send me […]Continue Reading →
I can’t sleep. I don’t know why, but while the rest of London is snoring and drooling its way through the Land of Nod, I am thrashing up and down my bed, twisting my bedsheets into a knot and staring at the ceiling, feverishly imagining leaping, sleep-bringing sheep.
The […]Continue Reading →
I know you think now is a good time to go on a detox, but really it isn’t. Consider the impact going alcohol, fat and sugar-free will have on your poor, trembling body. Your internal organs have only just got comfortable operating entirely on Harveys Bristol Cream and your […]Continue Reading →
Mr B’s mum has been picking sloes from the frozen hedgerows of The North and he phoned me up to offer me some for sloe gin making. Ever gracious, I accepted, saying: “Thank you, are you making sloe gin?”
“Yes,” said Mr B.
“The we should have a sloe gin making […]Continue Reading →
2 weeks ago some swine, some low, creeping snake, some gutter dwelling rotter crept into my flat and stole my laptop. My beautiful, lovely laptop all covered in flour and butter and with its keys all stuck down with jam. S/he ran off with it and left me […]Continue Reading →
I was welcomed back to London in many and various ways. Dinner and drinks, drinks and dinner, sometimes drinks and no dinner (but never just dinner). My startled liver, who’d got used to processing sludgy tannic tea and the occasional glass of sprightly lemonade, found itself going full […]Continue Reading →
In a change from telling you all about the fascinating things I’ve done today, here’s a post about what I’ve drunk today. And surprise, surprise, it’s gin. But instead of a sturdy, stiff-upper-lip-and-sodomy English gin, I’ve gone native and I’m sipping on a wild, romantic and really quite talkative Irish […]Continue Reading →
A break from the Ballymaloe transmissions and a welcome return to the world of gin. There’s nothing like the peaceful calm and tranquil quietude of the countryside to make you turn to drink. If it wasn’t for the pub and the possibility of inappropriate sex with a fellow student (or better […]Continue Reading →
My name is Jassy Davis and I'm a freelance food writer, recipe developer and food stylist. I write for magazines, websites and I'm the co-author of The Contented Calf Cookbook.
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