|Christmas mincemeat 2014|
|middle eastern arayes (meat stuffed pitta sandwich)|
|wood blewits (clitocybe nuda/lepista nuda)|
Labels: Fruit and Vegetables
|poffertjes (Dutch buckwheat pancakes|
|delicata squash stuffed with tomato and mince sauce|
|chocolate covered cinder toffee|
|Boskoop Rouge apples from Chegworth Valley at Borough Market|
1've come to give you fruit from out my orchard, Of wide report.
I have trees there that bear me many apples. Of every sort:
Clear, streaked; red and russet; green and golden: Sour and sweet.
This apple's from a tree yet unbeholden, Where two kinds meet,
So that this side is red without a dapple,
And this side's hue is clear and snowy.
It's a lovely apple. It is for you.
|a witches brew soup|
|blood dipping sauce (or roasted pepper and tomato sauce)|
|vampire bat wings with blood dipping sauce|
A few weeks ago, a friend asked me to help her cater her small son's birthday party, around the theme of "monsters." I did and the kids seemed to enjoy some truly monstrous creations. By coincidence, Borough Market asked me to fill in for one of the demo chefs who had been forced to pull out of a Halloween-themed cooking demonstration aimed at children. Now I have to admit that I don't have a huge amount of experience of cooking for children. But what I hope I do have is bags of enthusiasm and a tiny bit of creativity.
|San Marzano tomatoes (or elvish shoes!)|
|autumn leaves 2014|
I cried over beautiful things knowing no beautiful thing lasts.
The field of cornflower yellow is a scarf at the neck of the copper sunburned woman, the mother of the year, the taker of seeds.
The northwest wind comes and the yellow is torn full of holes, new beautiful things come in the first spit of snow on the northwest wind, and the old things go, not one lasts.
Carl Sandburg (1878-1967)
|roast chicken, watercress and nut sandwich|
|a basic Thai red curry paste|
|lemon, herb and garlic butter|
|fish in sorrel sauce with sautéed potatoes|
|a piece of pickled beetroot surrounded by pickling spices|
|gin-infused creamy lemon and basil sauce with spaghetti|
|vegetables at Borough Market|
Ambiguous bugles that blow and that falter to silence again.
With banners of mist that still waver above them, advance and retreat,
The hosts of the Autumn still hide in the hills, for a doubt stays their feet;
|hilda leyel's salad of mint leaves and beans|
|lemony pea and mint pesto crostini|
|socca "pizza" with lamb, aubergine and feta|
|socca (chickpea flour pancakes)|
|chilli-lime compound butter|
|a beautiful display of tomatoes in Borough Market - summer 2014|
Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty
Been down, isn't it a pity?
Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city
All around, people looking half dead
Walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head
|pinchos morunos (Spanish Moorish skewers)|
|clematis - london july 2014|
|mango with sweet chilli and lime dipping salt|
|From left to right : labneh rolled in sumac, in crushed nuts (a mixture of toasted sesame seeds and peanuts), and in Aleppo pepper.|
|beetroot and lentil spicy kofta|
When the days have grown in length,
When the sun has greater power,
Shining in his noonday strength;
When the Elder Tree's in flower;
When each shady kind of place
By the stream and up the lane,
Shows it's mass of creamy lace
Summer's really come again!
Cicely Mary Barker (1895-1973)
|nutty beetroot, nashi pear and carrot salad|
|roasted vegetable frittata|
|chinese tea eggs|
|malaysian chicken satay|
|eggs fried with breadcrumbs and herbs|
|plum blossom from an elderly tree in my backgarden|
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, April cloudy,
Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy;
April soft in flowered languor,
April cold with sudden anger,
Ever changing, ever true --
I love April, I love you.
Ogden Nash, 1902-1971
T.S. Elliot called April the "cruellest month", which probably resonates with all cooks in Britain since it is rather lean in terms of seasonal British produce. This is not helped by the strange weather we have experienced over the past few years. God only knows what we have in store over the next few months in terms of unseasonable conditions, since at the moment London and southern parts of England have just experienced a dust cloud of sand blown in from the Sahara!
|wild leek, lemongrass and chilli paste|
|seafood laksa lemak (malaysian spicy coconut noodle soup)|