Why being a foodie ‘up north’ isn’t all that grim

Eight years ago, my hubby and I moved from the heart of middle England, the rolling green hills and idyllically charming villages of The Cotswolds. We left behind the beech woodlands and yellow-stone hamlets, said farewell to gastro pubs and farm shops and set off up the M1 to the industrial heartland of the north,… Continue reading Why being a foodie ‘up north’ isn’t all that grim

Plant based food: why I’m embracing a flexi-approach

I can’t let the start of 2019 slip by without taking the opportunity to talk about “veganuary”. If you’re unsure what this etymological mash up means, where have you been? It’s a pretty easy concept to work out (or is that just cause I’m an English teacher and love word-play?). Veganuary, the fashionable craze of… Continue reading Plant based food: why I’m embracing a flexi-approach

Roast partridge with red wine and sticky onions.

Despite a dalliance with fussiness in my childhood (apparently in 1988 I spent the year only eating edam cheese and green grapes), I take great pride in the fact that I am literally the world’s least picky eater. When I say ‘least picky’, I in no way mean “un-discerning”. No foodie wants to be thought… Continue reading Roast partridge with red wine and sticky onions.