Take the tube
Maya and I got up early this morning. While Noah slouched around in his tartan pyjamas watching the cricket highlights, we made pasta for today’s lunch.…
A Soho sausage
Amid the shortcuts and alleys, the bright lights and dark doorways Soho still exists. At least a kind of Soho that is a familiar memory. There…
Pasta, banana bread, peace
It’s the time of year when you only have to look at a banana and it gets black spots quicker than Jim Hawkins in the Admiral…
Midsummer night’s rain
It’s June. At least the calendar says so. You wouldn’t know from the amount of rain we’ve had. The garden has plenty of flowers blooming, and…
I’ve bean losing you
Garlic green beans It’s the smell of the garlic that does it. And the way the deep, shining green of the beans reflects the light, inviting…
Holy molee
Mr E. P. Veerasawmy, founder of Veeraswamy’s in London’s Picadilly tells me that the molee is a “Southern Indian, Ceylon or Malay dish.” Perhaps he had…
A methi business
Cooking simply doesn’t have to be cooking boringly. A fresh piece of wild fish or some high-season asparagus doesn’t need much doing to it. Meals like…
Wild garlic butter
We sat down to supper, the children just having gone to bed. They were supposed to be asleep, yet by the volume of giggling wafting downstairs…
Rouille of fortune
It’s a rare occasion that sees me pass a merguez sausage without buying it. Many a night, in the back streets of Toulouse after a hard…
Turmeric latte. And a lot of people.
Life is full of surprises. Take me for example, I’m not as young as I look. And that’s all down to the restorative elixir made from…
The Modern Husband 