I’m at the Oxford Symposium on Food and Cookery this weekend and although we’re pretty much guaranteed some delicious meals, with so many overseas delegates in attendance, it made me wonder what they really think about British food.
Our cooking lost its way after the Second World War and P.E.D. (Pre-Elizabeth David) we lived in a culinary wasteland of Brown Windsor Soup, grey meat and soggy veg. Right? Wrong! Balderdash, codswallop and poppycock. Continue reading →
I’ll preface this by saying our kitchen builders were brilliant. So it wasn’t entirely their fault that the cookery book shelf fell off the wall. It was the sheer weight of the books. Continue reading →