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Those of you who regularly read this blog would be aware of my long-standing obsession with Israeli and Middle Eastern cuisine. It’s something to do with the fragrant mix of spices, delicate florals, bleeding saffron and the earthy crunch of nuts, occasionally punctuated by sweet bursts of pomegranate or quince. 822 more words
Yesterday I celebrated my 26th birthday with my husband, our daughter, and my parents. I am a very fortunate woman to be married to such a hopelessly romantic man! 425 more words
Rhubarb, Rheum rhabarbarum, has been a failure in our garden. Or perhaps I should say we have failed Rheum rhabarbarum. After a very promising start when we grew six or eight plants from seed and watched them grow to maturity, we neglected to harvest any of the stalks and watched the plants die one by one for reasons we have never been able to determine. 749 more words
The other day I had lunch with an old friend in the revitalised Kings Cross area of London, at the excellent Caravan restaurant.
I think it’s an example of what I heard described on BBC Radio 4′s Food Programme as “The Ottolenghi Effect” … a tendency for our interest in Mediterranean food to shift further south and east. 519 more words