Category Archives: Nuts
a question of taste….
Ronald Searle’s “Molesworth” books, of which I was a devotee when at prep school, often featured, among their wildly stylised illustrations, an image of what appeared to be a solid speckled cake like wedge, known as “seed cake”, and which … Continue reading
moist nuts….
Whilst wishing to avoid the inevitable and predictable prurience I have no option but to fling myself headlong into the mire of double entendre by mentioning that my first encounter with moist nuts was on our honeymoon some forty one … Continue reading
one can never be too thin or too chocolatey….
Cooking with chocolate demands judgement and judgement demands evidence. My lips were smeared with compelling evidence as I marveled at the simplicity of this glossy tart. The first cut had no need to be the deepest as no tart before had adhered … Continue reading
Dinner for one….
This morning, during the daily meeting with myself in the shaving mirror, it occurred to me that I have many more failings than I have hairs on my head. With age comes an acceptance of failings and I take full … Continue reading
did you think I’d crumble..
Crumble is an apposite word for this time of year when the testing dullness of January reduces resolution to surrender. That enervating post Christmas week, which gave us pause to recognise that we must change ourselves for the better, slough … Continue reading
A cake named Joan …
Bakewell is to be found in Derbyshire as well as in the name of a celebrated jam filled, almond flavoured confection but, for me, Bakewell will forever be associated with crumpets. Joan Bakewell is an English journalist, television presenter and Labour Party … Continue reading
a very sweet peary tale….
Once upon a time there was a very nice pear called William and I cooked him and ate him…and all of his family. As a peary tale, it’s grimm, but there it is; it’s rare for a pear to have … 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
A very sexy tagine, whose Eastern promise does not disappoint….
I dreamt recently that I was in conversation with good friends but couldn’t remember anyone’s name…seems so familiar to my waking life, that maybe it wasn’t a dream. In the same way, I read a blog yesterday which lauded the … Continue reading
It is a far, far better thing that I eat now……
There is a smokiness in the air that is sending me the clear message that it’s time to start bringing in fire wood. A mountain of good, dry wood has been delivered and all that remains to be done is … Continue reading