Pork the pork

Pork the pork

I often come across recipes by Yotam Ottolenghi via my Guardian food & drink Google feed (isn’t it incredible that that phrase makes sense?), though his column there is called “The new vegetarian“, so I rarely pay it much attention. But last weekend I had the good fortune to be stuck in a country house [...]

Note to self: Stay at home today

Note to self: Stay at home today

When I have the time and inclination (to waste time), I quite enjoy meandering through supermarket aisles – that’s typically also when I go in just to pick up some milk and apples, and come out with three big bags of stuff I didn’t know we “needed.” So I also sometimes get excited by the [...]

Stout times

Stout times

The other day I remembered with fear and trepidation that Christmas is, like, just now! And I haven’t been feeding a pudding with brandy for months yet. I hadn’t even baked it. But I’ve been keen on trying a cake this year instead of pudding since I really like to eat the stuff sliced, with [...]

A (non-Orwellian) perspective on language and thought

From Adam Gopnik’s Angels and Ages: A Short Book About Darwin, Lincoln, and Modern Life (Alfred A. Knopf, 2009): ‘The subject [of this book] is liberal civilization and its language – the way we live now and the way we talk at home and in public. These are essays without an agenda, but this book [...]

Take one crayfish

Take one crayfish

Or two, if you are a lucky one. Eat them however you like. But do not throw out the shells. These need to be roasted and then boiled with a bunch of other goodies to make an unbelievable stock. Since you’ll have no idea how to do it justice so soon after the making, stash [...]

Purple Haze: a hand-cut, home-made picture essay

Purple Haze: a hand-cut, home-made picture essay

Lessons learned: 1. Hand-chopped burgers held together with duck fat and smothered in mature cheddar are seriously good. 2. You cannot laugh and eat a burger at the same time. Seriously.

Jumping frogs (or, “en med det hele”)

Jumping frogs (or, “en med det hele”)

I really must do something about my food photography. The other day I decided it was time for yet another violation of my (increasingly silly, as I’m coming to see it) aversion to mixing meat and bread. It was time for hotdogs. Of course for the novice this poses all sorts of difficult decisions when [...]

What We Have Wrought

What We Have Wrought

If I were to describe the single best thing about my life with the Philosophe, I’d have to borrow a line my father used to like (he said it was from Kierkegaard, though I remain unconvinced of the source): the joy of expectation. From the day we decided to get married, we have been planning [...]

Slow cooked meats and crinkled sheets

Not having a bathroom turns out to be an amazingly effective way to not do a whole lot things you’d think have nothing to do with having a bathroom. Like cooking, because everything is so dusty. And working, because how can I settle down without being able to get up to pee every 5 minutes. [...]

It Must have Been Something She Ate

It Must have Been Something She Ate

Poor little Mogwai wasn’t a happy cat the other day. Normally a greed-bucket of note, she turned her nose up at at least four meals. Here she is empathising with Jeffrey Steingarten. (She’s all better now. She managed about a third of my bowl of – heavily wasabi-spiced – popcorn last night). In other news, [...]

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