Days like these (endless rain, thick muggy air, the looming mud bath at T in the Park) have me craving an indoors hide out. A thick blanket, comfy jim jams, a mug of coffee and a pack of jammie dodgers. Sometimes I wish my doctor could prescribe me these things after 5 long shifts at…
I have a love/hate relationship with banana. It’s the same with butter. I put it in mash, use it in sauces and bake to the high heavens with it, but a smear of the stuff on my sandwich is enough to make my toes curl. As my friend Nicola puts it “You have butter in…
Is there anything worse in the life of a baker than reading an amazing recipe, deciding to make it right then and there, and running out of caster sugar? You’re about 100g short to make a delicious cake that you swore you had all the ingredients for, and you sulk off, plans ruined and cake-less….
Is there anything more refreshing to dine on in the morning sunlight than fruit salad? It’s like a morning palate cleanser, clearing up your mind after a long languid lie in. Gone are the days when fruit salad was in a large Pyrex bowl, filled with halved grapes and soggy banana; the fruit salad of…