Ah, Happy Spring Time foodie friends! The daffs are out. There isn’t a predicted frost for the next two weeks and it’s almost pancake day. It’s time to get planting. I donned my wellies this morning for maybe the third time in 2019, but those other times were purely weeding and compost hefting so in […]Read More Grow Your Own! Get A Plan.
What: Pretty pub grub, bistro style plates and pizzas. Where: Brook Street, Brentwood, CM14 5ND. How Much: Main courses from £8, for three courses, wine and a cocktail £50-£60 a head. Overall: Good food, great drinks for the drivers and desserts worth skipping starters for. Regulars will already be aware that The Nag’s Head has […]Read More The Nag’s Head, Brentwood
I salute you! I’m no vegan, but I do try to make more of my meals meat and dairy free than aren’t. It’s not because I particularly enjoy butterbeans. It’s actually for many reasons which I won’t bore you with now but suffice to say if I could get away with a bacon double cheeseburger […]Read More For Those About To Veganuary….
Happy Twixmas all, I hope it’s been a good one for you and if it hasn’t I wish you a peaceful end to the year now. I’ve had a lovely festive break both hosting at home and guesting with the parentals and am now settling in to a few solid days of leftovers and […]Read More Fight The Festive Waste!!!!
Swears warning. I sit here, exactly nineteen hours and seven minutes into December, and I’ve seen at least fifteen fully decorated trees just walking from my house to the corporate evil supermarket for a Saturday night stir in sauce. It’s everywhere. In the shops. On the telly. On the radio. And in my fragile, fragile […]Read More The C Word
If there’s one thing that has been giving me the fear about trying to get on board with a hormone friendly anti-inflammatory diet it is The Bland. Although I’d say I’m a pretty established cook, I’m also a pretty predictable one on a day to day basis and I rely a lot on using chilli, […]Read More Magnesium Boost Salad
Life sucks when you can’t eat what you want. As a first world problem, this might equate to being on a wedding dress diet or it might be the day before you run a marathon. Or it might be because the food you want is making you sick. Almost two years ago, for no obvious […]Read More Are you going to eat….anything at all again ever????
Friends of my instagram feed know already that I’ve been away on the glorious island of Kos last week, soaking up lots of sun, surf and fruity cocktails. We stayed in a much nicer All-Inclusive hotel than this blogger has been used to in previous years and I was frankly thrilled to have an abundance […]Read More What The Greeks Taught Me About Dinner
It has been a funny old year for this home grower, and not one riddled with successes. Blame the Beast From The East. Blame the ridiculously hot summer dry spell. Blame it on the Boogie whilst yumming up the last of the rhubarb and gooseberry jam. That was bloody good jam, and before I get […]Read More Grow Your Own- A Meagre Harvest
Spicy Spuds were an aromatic, over fried chunk of late-night-bad-food heaven from that grey area of my life that covers the ages after childhood but well before being any kind of a grown up. It was the late 90s in a sunny Essex town, and it was about two in the morning after a Friday […]Read More Spicy Spuds