“Free from” Food

I make no apologies for this, but it’s something that’s irritating me as we go round the supermarket. We mostly go around the edge, because that’s where the real food is to be found. The burgeoning of “free from” food is beginning to wind me up. I’ve had my DNA tested by 23andme, I’ve lived… Continue reading “Free from” Food

The Good Old Fashioned British Sunday Roast

Roast Chicken

Let’s talk about the Sunday roast. Funny thing about true indigenous British cuisine is how sparse and rare it is. Even that great traditional British dish of Fish and Chips is a Portuguese/Jewish import apparently. We do other people’s cuisine like Indian and Cantonese pretty well and you won’t starve with Italian, French and so… Continue reading The Good Old Fashioned British Sunday Roast

Goulash London style and a heresy

A friend said he was cooking this which immediately gave me a yearning. First thing was that my paprika was supermarket and stale, so I ventured to the Spice Shop in Brighton, purveyor of all things herby, spicy and tasty. Then it starts getting religious: is it a soup or a stew? Sour cream or… Continue reading Goulash London style and a heresy