Category Archives: baking
so much hot air…….
There is always a something that I’m meaning to do. This “always” is not the “always” of heated argument, which “always” is used to define the occurrence of fractious and irritating behaviour in another when the red mist prevents accurate recall. … Continue reading
…and thyme rich
In my previous post I had availed myself of a metaphor which placed me in a kitchen, vigorously removing the seeds from a pomegranate with blows from a wooden spoon, whilst dressed in a white Dior sheath dress and which, not surprisingly, … Continue reading
Present Imperfect..
Present imperfect may be incorrect as a tense but it is flawless as a sentiment when speaking of food that has been conceived to tempt by the senses of smell and taste, rather than to lure admirers by artful cosmetics . Contrived … Continue reading
Madeleine does modelling
Today I shall be mostly eating Madeleines. This is not on account of a drug induced feeding frenzy nor of a sudden gluttonous urge, but on a failure of basic cooking sense. I blame LBC – for those beyond the … Continue reading
Pear tatin….. whilst dreaming of mangoes
As I was peeling the pears for this evenings pudding my eyes kept wandering and my mouth kept watering over the thought of the two ripe mangoes that were sitting in a bowl on the worktop. Winter directs my hand … Continue reading
It could so easily have become a crock…..
“Nuts” I said to myself “my chances of photographing that rainbow are fat and none”. As I ran upstairs to grab the camera I caught sight of the carrier bag full of walnuts which two of our grandchildren had collected … Continue reading
As the sun goes down, a meringue comes up..
The change of season is never more apparent to a food photographer than when taking a daylight picture as the light of the day has begun to fade. On a good day, such as today, it fades away gloriously, but … Continue reading
A Hot potato….
“The question is that…” So often the debate concerning the composition of the evening meal, even when that meal is going to be shared by two people who have shared evening meals together for many years, can be fraught with … Continue reading
bake it, and they will come…..
Leaden skies today drained the colour from me and the morning. I remember once seeing an illustrated alphabet in which the letter E, for Ennui, was depicted by a monochrome drawing of the exterior of a brooding mansion in which … Continue reading