Quiches are funny things aren’t they, I mean they can either be wonderful or a soggy mess. For me, quiches are reminiscent of good times – of picnics, of summer salads, those warm nights spent eating outside, of homemade loveliness using rich-yoked eggs laid by your own hens. The quiche is a quintessential French pastry –… Continue reading Can we talk about quiche, not just any quiche – this is Heston’s quiche…
Over the past few days we have gone through another round of TB testing – the process for testing bovine tuberculosis in our cattle. We live in a part of Britain that is considered low risk for TB so we are normally tested every four years (other higher risk areas have to go through it… Continue reading Another TB test…
Throughout our lives we may move around but wherever we live there are hopefully things we remember with fondness – maybe it’s a friendly bunch of neighbours, the local pub that keeps superb ale, that place on the corner that makes sensational sandwiches or a take-away where your order is placed before you’re through the… Continue reading A love letter to all the butchers I have known…
Compost heap – where have you been all my life… Although I have my own vegetable beds I haven’t had a compost heap until this year and, now I have one in my life, I can’t believe I didn’t make it happen years ago. As well as composting waste from the garden – veg tops,… Continue reading Let’s talk about compost…
I’ve got a confession to make – I don’t eat pancakes very often. But, on Shrove Tuesday, it always seems criminal not to. And, each year, the tradition is the same, a batch of paper thin, crispy crepes suzette are sizzled on the hob and kept warm in the oven before lashings of lemon juice… Continue reading Shrove Tuesday…
