Happy New Year! Looking back on 2013 it wouldn’t be unfair to say I did nothing but eat. It was indeed a year rich in food experiences and one which culminated in me taking the ultimate leap of faith to pursue the language of food full time in Italy. The food frolics and indulgences I have experienced over the past year have been amazing and continue to inspire my passion for the world of gastronomy. Continue reading
A coveted three Michelin Star rating; number three in The World’s 50 Best Restaurants and the highest ranking Italian restaurant for the past 5 years; 2012’s ‘International Chef of the Year’ by The Daily Meal, Osteria Francescana is kicking culinary goals. It wasn’t my only motivation for moving to Italy, but it was right up there.
In just my first month living in Northern Italy I made the train journey to the medieval town of Modena, situated in the culturally rich region of Emilia-Romagna. Home of Ferrari, balsamic vinegar, Parmigiano Reggiano, proscuitto and Lambrusco. And home of Massimo Bottura. Continue reading
I am one week into my new Italian adventure. And of course it is nothing less than bellissimo! I am living in Northern Italy in a little town called Bra, yes let’s get all the giggles and jokes out of the way early on. No the town does not have two large mountains, yes it does have a disproportionate number of lingerie shops, I considered going bra-less for the whole 12 months but that would just be silly. Continue reading
Last Friday was my last day in the office of my real job in London. I am now posting this from Italy where I am about to embark on the gastronomical adventure of a life time. When I read my oversized farewell card from my London colleagues it became quite evident that they won’t remember me for my tireless dedication to my job, they are instead mourning the loss of my baked goods. And I guess that reflects well on my decision to take a year out to complete a Masters in food culture and communication.
And so on my last day at work I baked the killer of all cookies just to ensure that they really will remember and miss me. These cookies are the ultimate. I really did make them weep. Continue reading
It’s not you East London, it’s me. I’m leaving you for the Continent. And it’s breaking my heart. Because East London, there is so much of you to love. So I dedicate this post to you and all of the places, food and fun times we have shared.
Shanghai is one contrasting city. A dazzling neon lit skyline by night and smog so dense by day the sun rarely peeks through. Heat and humidity which engulfs you like a big wet hug and the most epic downpours of rain which literally stop you in your tracks. The glamour of The Bund, then the dirty poverty of the slums. And through this dynamism an emerging food scene is building. Continue reading
Polenta cake is so good, with Italian origins, of course it is. The crumbly and grainy texture and the fresh citrus flavour make the most delicious little cake you ever did taste. A surprise burst of raspberry in the centre is an added treat. They are ridiculously easy to make, and can be baked as little cup cakes or one big cake to slice and serve with lemon gelato. Continue reading