It’s an incredibly unique thing, our current obsession with food intolerance. The world has experienced vast swathes of intolerances in history, normally towards large groups of other people. Today, there’s a swelling mass of people claiming that certain foods don’t make them feel very good. Often backed up with little or no scientific data, these people are changing the course of food in our country and reshaping the profile of products on the shelves in our shops. I often wonder if we’ll look back at this age along with the so called ‘cult’ of wellness and see it as a turning point in the enlightenment of our consumption of food or merely an unscientific hippyish fad. The ‘Cult’ of Wellness. Wellness certainly attracts …come and read more!
Time. Our most precious commodity and one which we have utterly no control over. It sets its own agenda and we’re largely at it’s mercy when it comes to finding out when it ends. Time – He’s waiting in the wings He speaks of senseless things His script is you and me boys. That might sound a bit heavy and bleak to start the week with, tackling all of life, death and everything in between. But it seems to have particular relevance to cooking. Yes, really, I’m serious. Yesterday, I was making a dish for the blog which involved some delicious sweet, rich, roasted red peppers. They were silken strands of slithering red, orange and yellow capsicums, swimming around in a simple …come and read more!
I’m struggling with a bitter fate that our country is facing, a murky descent of moral decline which has been created through contentious decisions, which have the power to divide our country and remove any retained Greatness from Great Britain. And I’m not talking about Brexit, I’m talking about a far more virulent, silent disease which is sweeping through the hearts of our nation’s cities and rotting them from the inside out. What I’m talking about is open plan kitchens. I am simply unable to get my head around the proliferation of these ridiculous excuses for kitchens that have swept the property market over the last 10 years. They’re like a plague upon our country, reducing our property stock to ever more tiny little fractious blocks, equipped with mere ‘tea …come and read more!
Writing a recipe is a complex proposition. You might just think it’s a list of ingredients followed by a few instructions about how you mix those ingredients together, but that’s just the shell of it, the dictionary definition of what a recipe is. To actually understand how to write a recipe, how you present that creation of yours to the world involves a deeper understanding not only of your audience, but also of yourself. What’s In a Recipe? Recipes embody different things for different people. Those who are proficient in cooking might look at a recipe simply as inspiration, rather than a specific order of construction. Their confidence and knowledge allows them to shy away from the writer’s instructions, to just take the flavours or essence …come and read more!
Today, I’m looking at the habits and rituals which make up my world of food and drink. Studying the behaviours and activities which I engage in and how they effect my mood, my day and those around me. I’m talking about the things that hold greater existential meaning than their mere outcome would suggest. First in line being the ritual of making coffee. Demonic Worship. The word ritual conjures up haunting, demonic imagery, because it harks back to my childhood memory of Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, where the voodoo cult leader is performing a demonic, borderline cannibalistic ritual with poor old Indy as the sacrifice. However, rituals don’t have demonic worship as a prerequisite, I have rituals that I partake in every day, …come and read more!
This piece is a response to Ruby Tandoh’s piece on Wellness, originally published on Vice.com I find such vitriolic swipes at ‘wellness’ quite interesting to read, because there certainly is something slightly repugnant about the virginal enthusiasm with which the wellness gurus espouse their puritanical regimes. But also I feel any anger directed at them is somewhat out of proportion to the actuality of the wellness ‘movement’, if I can call it one. Generally a movement has some kind of organisation or structure to it, a defining aim, which in this case wellness doesn’t, there’s no guiding definitions or rules other than boosting Instagram’s user statistics or Chia seed sales. Clean, or not to clean? The author’s derision of the word ‘clean’ as …come and read more!