“Do you want to do a supper club with me?” Naomi asked and wobbled slightly on her stool. We were out for dinner with friends and had enjoyed pre-going out glasses of white wine, pre-dinner glasses of prosecco and then a few glasses of dinner wine, which had come in a nice, […]

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In this blog post, I’m mostly demonstrating how terrible I am at icing. Just look at this cake. The top slopes like a patched roof, all buckled and drooping. The frosting is smeared and mottled. I could claim that the speckles are vanilla seeds from posh white chocolate, but we all know I used Continue Reading

Florence’s town centre is covered in TripAdvisor Centre of Excellence certificates. Thin scraps of A4 taped to cafe windows and restaurant doors, reassuring the city’s itinerant punters that this trattoria, this osteria and this gelateria have the internet’s thumbs-up. They have the confidence of the crowd. Mutually assured menus that guarantee a great night out for […]

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I meant to write this up as soon as I got home from Italy. But I didn’t. I couldn’t. I was huddled in my bed, sweating my way through a 36-hour pasta comedown. We’d got up to three bowls of pasta a day while we were in Italy. Three bowls! We even ate it cold for […]

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Do you remember what life was like before Aperol Spritzes? No, me either. Even my parents have a bottle of Aperol in the fridge now. There’s no escape. As soon as the sun crests the clouds and the air is warm enough to allow cardigans to slip […]

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The first time I tried amaretto I was in a wines and spirits aisle in Tesco and it was Christmas. A woman with curling brown hair and pink cheeks had set up a little tasting stand at the end of the aisle. She’d lined up rows of plastic shot glasses filled […]

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There are a lot of subscription companies about at the moment. The Guardian even did a feature on them. You can stay in and the whole world will come to you. For a price, of course.

Back in January Pomora got in touch with me and asked […]

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I look for love in all the wrong places. In crisp packets and biscuit barrels, chocolate bars and sandwiches. It’s a strange sort of love. One that’s born out of unwholesome things. But I can’t help seeking it out, even though I know it’s no good for me.

Earlier this year […]

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Back in January my employers got in boatloads of bergamots and I ran a little mad with them. I made bergamot curd, bergamot cake, and no glass of water was complete without a slice of bergamot. Bergamot, bergamot, bergamot. Everything was bergamot. But what would I […]

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Easter was early this year, and so was the wild garlic. Thick-leaved clumps of it have sprouted up and all the parks have their secret patches. I haven’t gone out picking it this year because Danny’s garden is nothing but wild garlic, and he is keen to find homes for this stinking, […]

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