I have taken up a haphazard and frankly blasé approach to gardening. Some people might scrunch their faces up at this. There are weeds. Rogue poppy plants. People asking me how we grow peonies*. (*Answer: they were there when we bought the house. I kind of let them do their thing). I employ Garden Darwinism. If you’re …
I’ve always been envious of cook-offs. Chilli cook-offs and barbecue cook-offs. You don’t see that in the UK. You don’t see the British people taking over a Sainsbury’s car park with their cars, open flames and tanks of calor gas. You don’t hear shrieks of “OOOooowWeee! We’re cooking with GAS”. With the obligatory cooler filled …
I think it’s a myth that if you are an adult, that you have all your shit together. Like you can keep on top of your laundry and you remember to put salt in the dishwasher. You can get yourself ready in the morning leisurely, over some freshly brewed coffee and yes, you even made …
Jim and I made sausages. Chilli and coriander ones. With added man hands. And apple, celery and caraway ones. We stuck the sausage stuffer onto Rosie the KitchenAid after using the meat grinder attachment on the pork. Killer arm workout lifting these bad boys. Not bad for a first attempt though! We used about an …
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