Sunshine salad days: Broccoli, Tomato and Avocado Salad
“Is it warm spring, now, Mammy?” asked Little Missy this morning as she gazed out the window at sunshine while I scrabbled in last year’s boxes to find her a summer dress. As far...
Category: Lovely Lunches
Savoury chocolate: Willie Harcourt-Cooze and Chilli-Cacao Fried Eggs
It’s nearly Easter egg time but, with a wide range of dark, complex bars of chocolate now available, why limit yourself to its sweet side? A few years ago I spoke to chocolatier Willie...
Picnic days: Bacon and Egg Pie
I love pies – beef pies, chicken pies, spinach pies, I’ll take all comers! – but the single-crust sort I make normally falls firmly into the winter warmer category. Not so the traditional Kiwi...
Kitchen Projects: Homemade mozzarella in 30 minutes
Homemade cheese from your own kitchen? Why not! This mozzarella recipe literally takes 30 minutes (or, if you have a couple of small helpers, a shade over the 45 minute side of things) and...
A Storecupboard Special: The Tuna Melt
If the Husband were to be asked to name his favourite meal, what do you think it would be? My Roast Chicken with Garlic and Lemon? Spiced Lamb with potatoes from the garden? Perhaps a...
Taste #5 Umami Paste, Lentil and Bacon Soup
Parmesan, tomato puree, garlic, balsamic vinegar: all kitchen staples that we use, almost unthinkingly, every day when cooking. They are also four of the ingredients in Laura Santtini‘s intriguing Taste #5 Umami Paste. Named...
Have spork, will travel
Last year, on a trip to London, I picked up a spork – a light plastic utensil which features a spoon at one end, fork at the other and serrated knife edge on the fork side – in a kitchenware shop and I’ve rarely been without it since. The last quarter of 2008 was taken up with train trips to Dublin as I worked on the Foodtalk documentary series and, food on the train being what it is – or isn’t – my spork was invaluable.
Lunch in Cork: Crawford Art Gallery Café
I’ve had a sneaking fondness for the Crawford Art Gallery Café ever since I spent a Saturday working there while on the Ballymaloe Cookery Course and have returned several times since. The Husband and I were on a rare Saturday trip to Cork at the weekend, made all the hungrier for lunch by some cheese nibbling at our local Killavullen Farmers’ Market, courtesy of Gudrun at Fermoy Natural Cheese. Despite the crowds in the café, we got a table quickly, which was just as well as I had already spotted lamb’s liver on the menu.