Well, what is there to say? I’ve spent the past few months being rather busy, and then the past month feeling acutely embarrassed about being British. The weather, at least, has been positively favonian, which won’t last. Best to appreciate the fleeting warmth with some iced tea. Thai tea, if you haven’t had it, is burnt … Continue reading
A nutmeg-spiced custard which is light enough to drink, several of my favourite things in one mug. The first time I had eggnog was last year, when Mary and I made up a big frothy bowl of it for Christmas using Alton Brown’s recipe. It’s always a delight to try something new and delicious with … Continue reading
My favourite salted caramel sauce, made with a goodly amount of golden syrup, and my second-favourite hot chocolate, the sort actually made from scratch. I’ll be straight with you: my favourite hot chocolate is a powder mix and I make it in a microwave. I sincerely love it, not just the associated nostalgia. Now, I … Continue reading
Quite unlike Tara’s charming rhubarb story, the main way I’ve come by rhubarb recently is squatting on the pavement, picking out stalks from a crate. Once I encountered a slug so tiny that it was like the crescent of dirt beneath one’s fingernail. It glistened on the rhubarb stem. I flicked it off: no need for a … Continue reading
Have I been tiresome towards you, friends? Have I been bequeathing you many multi-stage, fussy recipes? Yes. Yes, I have. Have something truly simple. (It does require a blender, though. ETA: I suppose you could also stick it into a lidded jar and shake well.) Blood orange season is, obviously, in full swing. I think … Continue reading
I only really enjoy soya milk when it’s absolutely fresh. A fond memory of mine is one of our family trips to the West End, which seems terribly cosmopolitan when you’ve spent most of your life in Croydonian Zone 5. It felt an absolute treat for my younger self to eat out in Chinatown, where … Continue reading
I worried that I might insult you, learned readers, by assuming you didn’t know how to make your own lemonade, but as I remained ignorant until about a week ago I felt I might share this recipe for further joy and enlightenment, or something. Anyway, there’s just nothing quite like home-made lemonade, and you can … Continue reading
This is the drink I make for my loved ones when they are ill. Undoubtedly there are other much more healthful drinks to brew, and I don’t think I brew this in the most efficient manner anyway, but I think part of its restorative properties come from the fact that you’re being cared for (or … Continue reading
It has been a most favonian week. I won’t bore you with the usual British comments on the topic of hot, sunny weather. Let us skip past the awe and irritation towards the fact of the weather and instead land squarely on the pertinent facts, the effect of the weather. More specifically, the effect of … Continue reading
I don’t really drink. Putting my festive lashmina on won’t be my primary concern during the holiday season. Instead, I’m often the person who takes care of soused friends at parties. This is not because I am a warm and nurturing person: it’s simply because I will usually be sober and it’s all part of … Continue reading
The Furious Pear Pie 
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