To produce something good, you have to occasionally break a few eggs. And to make something spectacular, you’ll need to make a bit of a mess. This kind of mess. There are certain occasions that call for blueberry pancakes. A celebration of sort. Maybe it’s a promotion. Maybe it’s a birthday. Maybe, just because it’s …
Breakfast
It’s a time for poppy seeds. This loaf, in particular springs to mind. One of the kick starts for this Croatian Makovnjaca came from my speakers and my soppy habit of listening to Simon and Garfunkel while I work. Yes, there were drops of rain (welcome to London in November). My thoughts were a little …
To the unborn Wriggler I’m writing this from the other side of an ocean on a pretty grey and cold day in London. Your night is my morning. I should really be working, but this song just came onto my itunes and it made me think about you. Before you arrive, I thought I …
‘White Truffles in Winter’; that sounds like a book I’d like. A bit of historical fiction, laced with food anecdotes? Why yes, this is exactly the sort of thingI want to take with me on a long flight, or to the couch with a pot of tea on a day when it’s too grey …
These are eggs that deserve a party. Yet brunch gatherings aren’t always easy or fun. They’re often the domain of people with small children – the ones trying to maintain the social life they once had, before the nap times of tiny creatures cannibalised their day. They’re for me nine years ago, playing house with …
