In these busy, busy days quick mid-week meals are the winners for me, especially if they’re full of flavour and taste like they were harder work than they really were. Oriental style dishes are perfect examples of this; stir-frying is as quick as it gets and the spices and flavours used really permeate the dishes.
When it comes to all things culinary I’m up for trying most things once. I say most things, I would probably draw the line at brains, testicles, eyes, that sort of thing. I’m not really an offal girl, you see. Yes, I admit it, I’m a little too squeamish and blood, guts and gore on a plate just don’t do it for me (I’ll leave that to Sweeny Todd and Mrs Lovett). If you were to measure my level of adventurism I would say I stand firmly past the ‘average’ line but neatly tucked away behind the long line of those in front of me who are the Indiana Joneses of the culinary world.
My own little adventures have included trying frogs legs, cooking a lobster, lopping off a cow’s tail and simmering it for soup (OK, I didn’t do the lopping), becoming a bunny boiler, and cooking with duck’s eggs. OK, the last one may not seem all that brave but you may be surprised just how many people exclaim to me ‘eww, duck’s eggs!?’. I really don’t know why (if you, reader, are one of them please do comment and let me know, I promise I will not judge you; we’re all opening up on this post, or at least, I am). Read post
Unless you’ve been underground with no access to television, newspapers or the internet for the past few weeks you don’t need me to tell you that the UK has been experiencing something of an ice age with snow and ice causing widespread disruption, some misery, but also, let’s be honest, lots of fun!
I’m sitting here at the desk in my study looking out of the open window that overlooks the garden. It’s a beautiful morning and the trees in the gardens beyond ours are bathing in diluted sunshine. Every now and then…