I’m beginning to experience a previously unknown frisson of excitement each time I turn on the television in the evening. We have entered a golden era of extended choice of viewing which bears an uncommon resemblance to an embossed leather bound, silk tasselled, multi paged restaurant menu offering a dazzling choice of hastily made, unseasoned, badly presented dishes garnished with a piping of pap to fill out the plate. Initially the rich and copious variety of ambrosial delights creates a lip smacking anticipation which is quickly followed by the realisation that the majority of those on offer are tired, reheated dishes that we have eaten, and sometimes regurgitated, many times before whilst the others are sugar sprinkled, puffed up soufflés filled with hot air. Sitting in restaurant Television I have the illusion that madly smiling, white teethed waiters are serving me endless “amuse bouches” interspersed by a series of tasteless, or dull, or just plain dreadful hors d’oeuvres, entrées and desserts which are served with the same fucking annoying self satisfied rictus of a grin. As long as Hello Magazine, Has Britain Got Talent ( who gives a monkey’s and it appears not) and all things monosyllabic hold sway, the moneymen will continue to tell the kitchen to keep serving up the same tasteless gruel as the public are wolfing it down, and are even begging for more. Any way, summer is nearly here and I won’t be going to restaurant Television very often for a few months. On the bright side, last night I made a very simple dish of couscous served with vegetables in a highly spiced broth. To mop up the latter we used a wonderful flatbread created from a recipe in “Casa Moro”. This was very good but was followed by a dish at restaurant Television called “Fake Britain” which says it all. The program, amongst other things, suggested that it policed the current proliferation of counterfeit goods which is ironic as the program itself is a perfect example of such an artefact. Here’s the recipe for the flatbread from the fabulous Sam & Sam Clark of Moro.