Category Archives: Sugar
chicken marmalade…..
I can never understand how jam, a confit of boiled fruit and sugar, can be known by the catchall of jelly and yet, in the USA, it apparently is. It’s the lack of care in defining the difference between a thick syrup, laden … Continue reading
happily giving into temptation…
Recently I’ve been consuming an inordinate amount of sugar. On the plus side, this surfeit of sweetness, for the most part, is virtual. Well written cookery books, and I purposely make this distinction, should display a health warning. A clear definition of … Continue reading
You can take a prune to Armagnac, and you can make it drink….
“You can take a whore to culture, but you can’t make her think”. The lusciously sticky prunes of Agen have only to touch your lips to end any token resistance to their sluttishness. It’s not difficult to detect whorish behaviour … 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
Who called the cook a cunt?
Which knotty question is traditionally answered with the pithy response of: ” Who called the cunt a cook?”. The first time that I encountered that profane but apposite riddle was whilst making a television commercial for Nescafe in Athens in 1971APC (Ante Political Correctness) … Continue reading
Cake magic brings out the currant bun……
Yesterday, having fallen under the spell of rain and dullness, it became clear to me that I needed to exorcise the grey that had surreptitiously laid cataracts over the sun’s eyes and so, lacking bell, book and candle, I heeded my voices … 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
What starts off sweet, gets bitter and ends up nicely?…this post.
Why such a large proportion of us human beings should be so interested in the minutiae of lives that are as distant from our own existences as the sun, is always a surprise to me. As the polar caps melt, … Continue reading
Sponge cakes keep sticking to my bottom…
“I’ve tried everything” is a phrase often mouthed by those frustrated in adversity. What is startlingly clear to the listener is that, indeed, everything has not been tried. Among the things that have not been tried is the right thing. … Continue reading
Cross words and radishes….
The neutral grey of the sky only served to accentuate the multiplicity of greens and ochres that make up the “slap” on the face of the countryside at this time of year. Driving along shiny, rain slick, black lanes this … Continue reading