- Food & Drink
In the Sunday supplement Me & My Spoon style interviews that brighten weekend breakfasts, actors are often asked what they’d save from their house if it was on fire.Continue Reading →
I’ll begin this post with an apology for the awful picture at the top of it, and the total lack of pictures hereafter. I did take pictures with my rackety, obsolete iPhone, but they’re mostly blurred, grainy and unusable – something I’m putting […]Continue Reading →
Of all the dark gifts the fall of the Roman Empire gave us, the dining table and chairs is one of the worst. Reclining on a couch, dipping dormice in honey and honing your rhetoric seems a much more pleasurable way of eating than sitting spine straight at a table wondering when your […]Continue Reading →
When I moved to London, back in the days when everything was powered by steam engines and there was a cheeky cockney urchin pickpocketing plutocrats on every corner, street food was limited to late night hot dog carts selling tubes of […]Continue Reading →
On September 27, 2011 By ginandcrumpets
If Bellerina could be said to have a super power, it’s her ability to spot a bargain. While the rest of us flounder, mired in Groupons, Twitter deals and Facebook specials for things that you panic buy 5 minutes before you realise you don’t want them, Bellerina is reaping the […]Continue Reading →
There’s magic in names. Say something’s name enough and you conjure it into existence. This is doubly true for Twitter, where an idle comment can turn a half-thought out gag into a real life commitment.
It’s Twitter that’s responsible for Italian Club. It began with friends going to dinner at Trullo […]Continue Reading →
Until Monday night, I hadn’t realised how much I love where I live. I knew I liked it here – that I wanted to live in Peckham/Nunhead – but I hadn’t really delved into the soppy, emotional side of things.
When I came back from Ireland last year, I felt […]Continue Reading →
On August 3, 2011 By ginandcrumpets
2011 has been the year of the forager. There barely seems to be a stretch of hedgerow or a strip of grass that hasn’t been picked over by über local food enthusiasts in search of a fashionable meal. Restaurant menus, following the lead of moss-bothering master chef René […]Continue Reading →
For a nation of island dwellers, the British are stubbornly averse to eating fish. In the kitchen, we keep our backs to the sea and our stomachs pointed firmly towards the fields and forests, where meat roams around in a collection of tantalising guises. Fish, all scales and slime, doesn’t […]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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