Today was a good book day. My first acquisition was by Kylee Newton on preserving. Back when I lived in London, I used to make the regular trek to the badlands of Hackney and Broadway Market to acquire one of her amazing Newton and Pott chutneys or jams, always classics with a twist.
Saturday was a win again at the farmer’s market. As well as scoring some excellent broad beans and lovely Crafty Devil beer, Charcutier Ltd again had an offer on their spare ribs so the quest was on to cook them even better! This time, I went for this recipe from the BBC:
I normally don’t write about the wonderful street food we have in Cardiff, after all, it’s not London. I’m going to make an exception this time. One of the vendors we go out of our way to visit wherever they are, within reason, is Dusty Knuckle. And this time is was their amazing calzone which blew us away.
Their pizzas are beyond anything I’d expect anywhere up to and including in posh London restaurants. The portable ovens are wood-fired clay igloos providing enough heat to blacken the hand-kneaded dough nicely at the edges, heat the ingredients through nicely and melt the mozzarella into lovely strings.
Today’s for us was proscuitto and mushroom, simple but delicious. He often supports the other vendors at Riverside Farmer’s Market on the Taff, for example using Charcutier Ltd’s wonderful hand-cured piggy goodness.
Standing there passing the time about markets, what they’re up to soon and so forth, they forced upon us one of their dessert calzones, in this case Strawberry, Peach and White Chocolate. I was hoping for the Nutella one. All I can say is “wow!”. This is not something that would have been on my radar, especially already being pretty stuffed from a savoury pizza, but it was sublime.
We were at the @RCMAmarkets today stocking up on essentials like fresh broad beans, eggs and so on, when, getting my bacon roll from Charcutier I happened to spy that he had half price spare ribs.
Thinking that’s tonight’s barbecue sorted (it’s not raining in Cardiff today, oddly), my next task was a recipe. Eschewing American cuisine and web sites, the BBC came up with this by Antony Worrall Thompson:
Nothing particularly mystical about this recipe, it’s the usual ketchup, soy, honey and other bits, but as it’s sitting there marinading right now, the smells are just right. The recipe also says to boil for an hour or so in the marinade and water so I’m hopeful that the meat will be tender. Fingers crossed!
Within central London, this is one of the few “real” markets I know of. There are plenty of nice coffee shops around, notably 46b Espresso Hut and L’épicierie from where I get my olive oil from the barrel. I tend to go there to visit The Dark Knights of Cholestorol purveyors of fine cheeses, today’s booty being a firm, creamy Italian mountain cheese whose name immediately left my head. Good though! Today also produced some lovely chutney from Urban Preserves, some kedgeree for lunch and could have given us local breads or fine olive oil from Spain, farm meats and some lovely art from Fur, Feather and Tails.
Contrast this with Broadway Market which is just enough inside the hipster catchment to sport even more coffee, gastropubs, designery clothing and so on. Oh, and the wonderful London Fields Brewery close by. Nice in the summer, and a nice stroll on the canal from Haggerston but Chatsworth Road just seems more real.