It’s a classic dish, Spaghetti alla Norma. Yet too often I’ve had versions which are bland, with aubergine undercooked, and rubbery. Vile. I encountered Italian food as a child. One of Kenya’s hidden secrets is its long-standing Italian population, resident there since the 1920’s – some fleeing Mussolini’s fascism, others a legacy of Italian misadventuresContinue reading “Spaghetti alla Norma”
Really?! Yes. Look at it this way. Humankind has been throwing things into rivers for thousands of years – rubbish, talismans or coins, items which accidentally fall in or which are dramatically dumped, and we all know about the ubiquitous shopping trolleys right? River beds are a microcosm of human history and chart the developmentContinue reading “The History of a City is Rubbish”
Rifling through the fridge. It’s a weekday evening. Life is busy – barely had any time to shop and get food. You’re ravenous … A mismatched array of things came out of cupboards and the fridge; smoked mackerel fillets, purple sprouting broccoli, brown rice, some seasonings. The major food groups are all present and correct;Continue reading “Odds and ends”
Food and especially its preparation are becoming ever more of a fetish. As we all (should) know by now, the moment something becomes a fetish, it’s on its last legs. It’s time to take stock of our relationship to food.
You could make lemonade, dress a salad, zest the skin over a dish, marinade something. I love lemons. There’s something about the colour of a lemon; uplifting,… Read more “When life gives you lemons . . .”
To thine own self be true – a musing on food and a quick Tandoori Chicken Salad recipe for good measure.
Ingredients, perhaps a dash of technique too, possibly even a sprinkle of inspiration or artistry? Yes, it’s all these and more. Each of the constituents tells a story, and it’s all the stories which together ‘make’ the recipe, adding flavour and richness to what you experience when you taste it. I cook when I’m stressedContinue reading “What’s in a recipe?”
Clarion Call was a large scale sonic artwork along Ipswich Waterfront in October 2018.
I recently took a two-week trip to Bologna. This was a much-needed sustained break after a couple of years of almost non-stop 7 days a week work. One of the down sides of being restless and creative is
I love London. It’s verticality is either a thing of beauty, or a curse. There are many views, some of which I visit in this photo essay.