‘Do you have something morally against carbs?’ This was a question posed to me on twitter the other day after I’d posted on instagram some of my meals. I’d originally been posting photos tagged as from a ‘no carb prison’. Over time it’s softened to just a no carb place. The fact is, I have […]
In the kitchen
The first time we traipsed to a supermarket in Britain, The Hungry One was agog. There I was, busy puzzling over ‘Fairy liquid’ when he appeared clutching a champagne sized bottle of something in his hands. ‘Three pounds! Three pounds for Leffe!’ he said shaking his head in disbelief. It was at that point I […]
If gnocchi by themselves constitute a food hug, then this is closer to a smothering embrace. It’s also an answer to both questions and crisis, from ‘what will we eat for dinner?’, through to ‘do you think I trade this spluttering body in for the 2013 model?’ It’s hard to pinpoint anything more comforting than […]
When I need true comfort from food, I turn to gnocchi. These pillow-shaped doughy bundles have shepherded me through many a trial. Part of their soothing appeal is that in order to work well, gnocchi must be made by gentle hands. Bully them in the kneading or rolling and they’ll be as tough as a […]
Our flat has been host to a few parties over its time- but never a film premiere. On Saturday night that changed. One of my oldest friends has just finished the final sound mix on his debut feature- a project he wrote, directed, edited and produced himself. Champagne was needed, most definitely. It also called […]