Fougasse
Sometimes I get whims. A baguette here, a tray of soft buns there. This morning I was taken by the desire to bake some fougasse. I…
Sometimes I get whims. A baguette here, a tray of soft buns there. This morning I was taken by the desire to bake some fougasse. I…
Yes, this is my second mushroom recipe this week, but I had to use them up somehow. And yes, it has noodles in it, but this…
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My freezer is sometimes an Aladdin’s cave, sometimes a forgotten morgue. I’ve found pigs trotters, prawn and lobster shells, strange soups and chicken bones bagged and…
It’s been such a long time since I’ve eaten gooseberries. Perhaps since childhood, picked from the bushes in friends’ gardens. Maybe once in jam at Badger’s…
A warm July Monday morning and I have just deposited the children at school for the day. Peace and an unheard silence start the week…