The binding is becoming flimsy and the pages are lightly tanned. The pages of the book now remind me of the colour she liked her tea; “just scare it slightly with the tea bag, Tori”. On the front there’s an etching of of a pompous fellow in a chef’s toque; a large rib of beef […]
baking
Rhubarb rhubarb rhubarb. It’s what we used to say to make ‘noise’ on stage. A generic blurbling; all sound, no fury. There’s been a bit of blurbling going on over here too. It’s good noise. I may have dropped a hint at the close of last year about some good things percolating. This is about […]
The film: The reason: When life is very hard, sometimes cake is the best answer. This New York deli treat might have come in handy for nine year old Oskar Schell; (explorer, jeweler, inventor, tambourine player and vegan pacifist). He’s mourning his Dad who passed when the towers fell. To keep his memory alive he’s […]
The first of two desserts in Oscars feast The film: The reason: To be sure, there wasn’t a lot of cake in the trenches of World War 1. And there certainly weren’t many treats for the horses. This cake celebrates the highs and the lows of Stephen Spielberg’s War Horse. In it you’ll find the […]
Valentines Shmalentines. I’ve never gone in for it. In the early days it was because it would have clashed with the cloak of cynicism, black jumpers and soundtrack of Tori Amos I carted around. Each year February 14 meant; (cue a chorus of tiny violins, playing just for me) no cards in the sack at […]