This is my ‘go-to’ pudding when I have people coming for dinner. It’s easily made in advance, keeps well, takes the pressure off and leaves me plenty of time to focus on the main course. It’s intensely chocolatey and I love to decorate it with seasonal fruit (in this case figs and blackberries) for some added pizazz.
Just like that, September is upon us. Suddenly I’m scouring the hedgerows for blackberries and detouring to the village orchard to see if the apples and pears are out. They are!
I’m something of a believer in fate, especially when it comes to cooking. This simple little recipe was the miraculous result of fate, and perhaps an insatiable craving for ice cream.
It’s a magical time of year! My kitchen has been invaded by berries, melons, figs and every possible stone fruit.
It’s a glorious July day, an English heat wave is upon us and I’m sitting in the garden eating delicately baked peaches with rich mascarpone. The recipe is from Valeria Necchio’s beautiful debut cookery book, Veneto.
When I first visited Sebastian “In The Shed” he was fanning down a fresh batch of the sweetest smelling rhubarb crumble muffins, straight from the oven and resourcefully baked in little flowerpots.
A couple of weeks ago I spent a jam-packed morning shooting the recipes for Cherie Denham’s summer cookery demonstrations. It was an indulgent session of laughing and gorging on all the treats that faultlessly emerged from Cherie’s kitchen.
Nestled comfortably in the idyllic Hampshire countryside, West Green House is home to one of England’s best-loved gardens. Continue reading
Chickpeas have always been something of an obsession for me. I can eat hummus by the gallon load, and I tend to justify this addiction with the fact that chickpeas are ridiculously good for you. I make hummus practically every week, and once in a while I like to mix up my recipe a little bit. A new favourite is Roasted Red Pepper Hummus. It’s wonderfully easy to make and adds a little pizazz to the age old classic. Continue reading
Does the world need another guide to Venice? Probably not, and yet I can’t stop myself from joining the chorus. Truman Capote was right when he said, “Venice is like eating an entire box of chocolate liqueur in one go”. It’s a sensory assault on the eyes, taste buds and sometimes even the nose. Walking through its myriad of canals and shady piazzas is like stepping into a baroque painting and catching a glimpse, of another, grander time.