Category Archives: Photographic Posts

Oh I have been cooking like a *maniac* this weekend.  Curry yesterday, winter fruit salad last night (of which more later), baked gingerbread porridge overnight for breakfast (ditto), and today, purple cauliflower soup, cheese muffins, lentil bolognese (of which *much* more later) and rainbow chard gratin which was totally un-necessary.  And also hormone-mandated chocolate and boysenberry brownies, but those were absolutely not my fault.

And nor is the fact that as soon as I finished making them I lost all interest in eating them.  Sigh.  Stupid body.

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I have to say, June is really not when I would expect to be buying a lot of berries at the market, but today had a definite berry theme.  Admittedly, most of the berries on offer (at three separate stalls) were frozen, but I was interrupted in my first circuit of the market by the amazing sight of fresh raspberries.  In winter.

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I’m pretty sure those Starks would be considered far less bad-ass if that was their motto.  But moving right along…

I have a rotten, depressing sort of cold right now, and am feeling very negative about the whole thing.  But the house smells richly of tagine – chicken, pumpkin, sweet potato, onions, tomatoes, zucchini, dried apricots and raisins with ras el hanout and harissa to give them zing.  That will be dinner, alongside the onion rolls I bought at the market this morning, and dessert will be apple and rhubarb pie, with Jonesy’s superlateively good cream.  I may feel entirely vile, but things are looking up. Continue reading →

It says something for my current state of mind that I can barely remember the Farmers’ Market from Sunday.  It was that sort of weekend.  But I do have a fridge full of gloriously autumnal vegetables, and a dim memory of people in carrot suits and lots of chatting about raw food with John from Wild Dog Produce, so I was obviously there in body, if not in mind…

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