This is what I make when I am home alone. Ah, yes, that ever-so-common boo-hoo-poor-me post where you picture the blogger staving off the effects of pining over their beloved by diving into a bucket of comfort food. It’s so hard to be loved, well-fed, and widely-read, sooo haaaard. /sarcasm (I am only the first … Continue reading
My care is like my shadow Laid bare beneath the sun It follows me at all times And flies when I pursue it I freeze and yet am always burned Since from myself again I turn I love and yet am forced to hate I seem stark mute; inside I prate Some gentler love doth … Continue reading
‘I am a strong, independent personfruit,’ I think to myself as I walk back home from a quick shop for food. I am holding a packet of reduced-price leeks, and in my handbag there is a yoghurt and a very large baking potato. The potato weighs 730g (over 1.5lbs) and is nearly the same size … Continue reading
Is it just me, or does British autumn cuisine not include pumpkin with quite so much enthusiasm as in the U.S.? It seems that, come autumn, there’s a deluge of pumpkin everything on the U.S. food blogosphere: pumpkin butter, pumpkin pie, pumpkin lattes. It seems to be a crucial part of the cultural image of … Continue reading
If your name is Mr. Pear, then you dislike both mushrooms and strong cheese. Repelled by the unbearably savoury thought of garlic, spring onions, mushrooms, herbs, and blue cheese encased in buttery pastry, you would undoubtedly flee at the sight (the stench?) of such a creation. The rest of us would fall greedily upon the … Continue reading
The Furious Pear Pie 
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