I am totally over winter this year. To be honest, it hasn’t even been *that* bad ( pretty sure i just jinxed us all here in Dunedin with that comment), but getting up in the morning, while it is still pitch black just doesn’t have the same appeal.
I’ve yet to meet a potato I haven’t liked. Agria, Yukon, Desiree, Nadine, Rua, Red Rascall, I love them all. Boiled, mashed, piled atop a Sheppard’s pie, in salads or particularly deep-fried. Potatoes, salt, oil, it never ceases to amaze me how three simple ingredients can produce so much joy!
Flashback to 20 or so years ago, and most Sundays we would go to my grandpa’s house and have the most legendary roast dinners – roast beef with Yorkshire puddings, the crispiest, yet fluffiest roast potatoes you could imagine – delicious flavoursome vegetables and gravy…. Don’t get me started on how good the gravy was;
In more recent times, my husband and I have become campfire experts. Several years ago, prior to marriage and a baby, at the start of our epic journey around the world (which culminated with us living in little old Dunedin) we travelled around Europe and Africa in our campervan for 10 months and for a significant portion of that time, we holed up on the most beautiful piece of land, over looking a tiny beach in rural Portugal.
Our newest chief engineer, Simon’s background is as an electronics engineer. A passionate foodie, he is well travelled, has an extensive cookbook collection as well as a keen interest in both photography and brewing. This lovely little pesto recipe is his first blog post:
Of all of the joys of cooking, one of the dearest to my heart is the act of sharing recipes and cooking techniques. I get great pleasure from people cooking for me as I learn from them new ways of doing things and new ways of cooking recipes which I might have cooked a particular way (for no particular reason) for as long as I have been wielding a chefs knife.
As I’ve become a “grown-up” I’ve come to the opinion that one does not need to consume large quantities of meat every day and so for weeknight dinners I’ve been preparing a lighter vegetarian meal or one consisting mainly of vegetables with a small amount of lean meat. But as a kid it was a completely different story;
Dhal is one of those magical dishes. The simple coming together of the humble lentil paired with a perfectly balanced combination of spices (best toasted and freshly ground), cooked long and slow and served steaming hot. What I love about dhal is that it holds its own when served simply with a dollop of yoghurt and a sprinkling of coriander in a generously sized
There is nothing more satisfying than spending an afternoon in the kitchen over a hot stove, lost in a culinary haze, only to rejoin the rest of the world several hours later to the sound of the happy chatter of friends and family as they arrive to share in the feast. I think that Indian food is particularly conducive to large gatherings,
For as long as I can remember Mum has always served Indian meals with raita, a side dish with its origins in India, Pakistan and Bangladesh, made primarily from yoghurt with the addition of herbs and/or spices and fruit or vegetables. Growing up, Mum would make either cucumber or banana raita which was always flavoured with the addition of toasted black mustard seeds.
- Whittaker's Chocolate
- spelt flour
- rye flour
- Rice & Grains
- Pulses & Legumes
- Pasta & Noodles
- Nuts & Seeds
- ice cream
- Green tomatoes
- full cream milk
- Fish & Seafood
- Dutch process cocoa