I wanted to call this creamy lemony garlicky floral fractal broccoli with pasta, but I thought that might be a tad long. I haven’t cooked or eaten Romanesco Broccoli before, and the recipes I had all seemed to involve cutting…
My father’s family is from the Basilicata region of Italy, and even after moving to Australia, my Nonna and Nonno would make their own sausage every year. I think one of my great-uncles kept pigs, or maybe just one pig…
One of my very nicest postdocs just discovered that the freezer had defrosted, taking all her experiments with it. Her partner, another particularly delightful postdoc, had a Bad Grant Day. And one of the PhD students came into my office…
What do you cook on those nights when you really don’t feel like cooking? For me, nine times out of ten it’s pasta. Generally baked with something, though my old friend, pasta bolognese, the first dish I ever cooked by…
Three recipes in one post today, because it’s the same (very easy!) method, but with markedly different flavours. I’ve given recipes for a very simple but delicious pumpkin soup, a subtly perfumed beetroot soup and a creamy Jerusalem artichoke soup,…
