Eating in, inspired by eating out
inspired by Jolene Today marks another milestone in my food blog. I have run out of space in my notebook. 84 days ago (two days before my first attempt at restaurant cooking), on Monday 23rd March, I bought a domain name, started to work out…
inspired by Brother Marcus I’ve decided that Monday Brunch should be a thing. As we ease out of lockdown and more people are heading back to work, for some reason Mondays are starting to feel a bit eurgh again. I have no idea why I’m…
inspired by Lantana Cafe My second sourdough loaf was a definite improvement on my first. For starters, this one did not look like a crusty cowpat. This is mainly because I managed to get the dough out after proving without entirely destroying the shape. Did…
inspired by Kricket I’ve been carrying on having a sort out at home. After decluttering the kitchen I became incredibly aware of the state the rest of the house was in. There was just stuff everywhere. Sorting through piles of paper, magazines and shopping lists…
inspired by Moro I’ve spent a lot time recently thinking about what I wanted to cook for my 50th dish. It feels like a bit of a milestone, doesn’t it? Something worth celebrating. Thinking about it I probably eat out about 50 times a year.…
inspired by Mildreds Yup today I’m writing about a cheese sandwich. Thought I needed something a bit more straightforward after that venison dish yesterday. But this is no ordinary cheese sandwich. Oh no! I’ve started sounding like an M&S advert. Is this a new lockdown…
inspired by The Palomar As well as my need for a supply of biscuits another consequence of being (gulp) busy this week is that I’ve got less time to cook. As I explained in yesterday’s post I’m making scrubs for the NHS. I love being…
inspired by The Modern Pantry I worry I’m becoming a coronavirus cliche. The joy (and danger) of social media is not only that you can stay connected with loved ones…. but you can also see how everyone you know is spending their lockdown. And it’s…
inspired by Oldroyd So Aidan and I enter week three of lockdown. It’s at this point it’s starting to feel a bit odd, a bit different. A bit dare I say…. unprecedented. A couple of weeks together just the two of us – that’s fine.…