Do not be afraid of cooking as your ingredients will know, and misbehave. Enjoy your cooking and the food will behave; moreover it will pass your pleasure on to those who eat it.
If you're going to kill the animal it seems only polite to use the whole thing.
Nose-to-tail eating is not a bloodlust, testosterone-fueled offal hunt. It's common sense, and it's all good stuff.
Porridge and the urban lifestyle don't mix well.
Do not let the word tripe deter you. Let its soothing charms win you over, and enjoy it as do those who always have!
I feel good when I stir something with a spurtle, but I don't make porridge very much in London.
I cook British food, but it doesn't mean I'm jingoistic about it. People can cook very good fusion food.
Ambition drives you on, ability certainly helps, but the fickle finger of fate and luck are great things.
We live in a flat; my wife would be happy if we had a house with stairs. Or a little cottage in the country.
I had a holiday job in a kitchen, but I think well draw a polite veil over that. There was nothing joyous or creative about it. And none of this helped my studies.
