There was really no reason to be celebrating. It wasn’t a birthday or an anniversary. Neither of us had any triumphs to gloat over. I haven’t mastered handstands at yoga yet. He’s still learning how clean clothes find their way from the belly of the machine back into the drawers. Except the sun was out. […]
side dishes
I have a large head of cauliflower in front of me. In another life I would have turned it into cauliflower cheese, molten with dairy and oozing with stodge. I may have even crumbled bacon and breadcrumbs over the top to burnish while it baked. I’d have eaten it with some roast chicken and a […]
There are dinners that are a gamble. The risk is not whether they’ll work – most food is salvageable to a degree (when in doubt, chop it small and toss it through a frittata). It’s more about how the meal will play for an audience. It’s important to know what people hate. I keep a […]
An excess of richness is a real thing (both in food and life). What you need every now and again is a pickle. Something to make you pucker and wince a bit. A prick of contrast to point out how indulgent everything is. It can come in the form of realising you’ve probably missed the […]