What’s Christmas without a cocktail or two? This week The Hungry One is out at all manner of festive functions. It’s a tough life for him, being wined and dined by men in suits, trying to talk business while wearing silly hats. I had a twinge of jealousy, until I remembered what office Christmas parties […]
Christmas
A week on and I’ve almost stopped digesting. It was, the loveliest of meals. There was candlelight, red berries and crackers. Huddled together were some of the oldest of friends in a small flat looking out over London Bridge. There was the added benefit of the attendance of both an Art Director and the guidance […]
Every day needs a good start. Christmas is no different. If there was one dish out of 2010 that made me swoon and say inappropriate things in a public place it was the egg dish at Momofuku Ko. It’s onions cooked so slowly and softly that they’re a sweet waifish puddle. It’s eggs, cooked for […]
It’s not really Christmas without some booze at breakfast. The first year The Hungry One came to Christmas breakfast at my Dad’s, he was stumped. At 8 am the first bottle of Moet was cracked. “We drink at breakfast…?” he whispered to me. Yes. Yes we do. Since then he’s got used to it. It’s […]
Warning. This is a very dangerous custard. I take no responsibility for whether your skinny jeans will close once you’ve read this, or what you look like in your bathers. Or if you get busted swiping a finger through this while rifling through the fridge in search of pink wine. And I don’t even particularly […]