The one marvellous thing about abandoning Isla for an evening of wine-based debauchery with my friend who lives round the corner is that she eats meat. I can eat meat. Meat. I love vegetarian food and I’m kind of obsessed with tofu (which you may have noticed by now) – given that I no longer eat…
Tag: Gluten-free
Teriyaki Tofu Donburi
Let’s get this out of the way first: I have stretched my birthday out for as long as possible, culminating in the following photo being taken this weekend: I just think it’s important for you to see this image, so that we can balance out how new-age and wholesome this recipe seems at first glance….
The Easiest Tomato Soup You Will Ever Make
I’m not counting tinned soup here, so don’t get saucy with me, ladies and gentlefolk. I’ll know if you’re getting saucy with me, mark my words. I have saucy senses. Just a quick one today, folks – I’m off for a walk with my better half in the jiffiest of jiffies, but I find myself wanting…
Smoky Fish & Lentil Winter Stew
Tonight I was going to make soup, but then I had one of those moments when you realise your entire brain has melted out of your ears (completely ruining your upholstery) and you’d planned something else for dinner only the night before. And you’d taken something out of the freezer. You’re trapped. You must eat the…
Cheat-y Black Bean Chilli
*Chanting* ONE POT, ONE POT, ONE POT I am, as has been established by now, a huge fan of one-pot cooking. I hate washing up, I hate thinking about washing up, and I hate the feeling of uselessness I get when I allow Isla to do the washing up (again). I usually just stand nearby with…
Goats’ Cheese & Thyme Risotto with Honey-Roasted Parsnips
Now that is a lengthy title. Yikes. I might need a nap.* I’m absolutely determined it’s Spring now, by the way; soon I’ll be donning my denim shorts and exposing my paper-white legs to the world, blinding passers-by and causing pedestrians to fall into nearby bodies of water. In light of the change in seasons (heralded by…
Fish Pie – done right
When I was still living at home (not so long ago) my mum’s ultimate speciality was fish pie; if I got wind that we were having it for dinner, I would care a whole lot less about the lacklustre lunch I’d packed in a hurry five minutes before leaving for the bus. Who cared about…
This Bunting Bakes 