I can already hear what you are thinking. You are thinking, wow, that’s a really bizarre combination for truffles. And you are quite right, of course. These truffles are not love at first bite. Your brain and palate are far…
Today was the last of a sequence of strange and difficult days at work for me. You see, a couple of weeks ago, a member of staff – not one of my scientists, but a long-term member of my little…
It hurts to write this. No, literally, it *really* hurts to write this, mostly because in a feat of macho stupidity, I walked more than 23 kilometers yesterday, and now even sitting at my computer hurts. My whole body is…
This recipe is the fault of my friend Scott, which seems a little unfair, since it actually isn’t the recipe he asked for, and in fact probably isn’t going to do him much good at all! Sorry, Scott – the…
Yes, I know. It’s three in the morning, and here I am on my blog. I’d like to say that this is because my meringues are cooking, but that is sadly not true, because my meringues were a disaster, and…
I survived the confectionery! And the last minute mad baking frenzy for the end of work! And all the work Christmas parties! And (so far) all the carolling, though since I still have the three big services left to sing,…
Just a quick post today – I have a whole bunch of things in the works to write about, but I somehow wound up spending a lot of the afternoon making the aforementioned elaborate pasta bake for friends who are…
Between work, singing and this allegedly-healthy global walking challenge, I seem to be in a constant state of exhaustion at present, which is not conducive to blog posts. It doesn’t help that I’m so tired I’m actually following recipes at…
I’m in mad cooking mode for Shakespeare tomorrow. At this very moment, something that I hope will turn into Turkish Delight is glooping away, jellyfish-like, in a saucepan, so imagine, if you will, that this post is punctuated by mad…
I have a friend who is allergic to quite a few things, with nuts and eggs being at the top of the list. She’s always terribly apologetic about this and tells me not to cook for her (fat chance), which…
