Roasted Feta with Honey and Thyme

“Your eyes are bigger than your stomach,” was something I heard a lot during my childhood. Perhaps it was because my parents had lived through food rationing during and after the Second World War. Or perhaps I was just a greedy child. Whatever the reason, I blame my parents for the emotional scarring that has […]

Comeback sauce

The Canada goose stomping around the still-frozen lake last week honking angrily pretty much summed it up for all of us. My goose is a little rusty, but I am convinced he was  saying: “You gotta be kidding me – it’s the middle of April for crying out loud!” Looking on the bright side, it seems […]

Five tips for eating on the road

This has been a busy month for travel – Seoul, Kyiv, The Hague, Munich and Berlin – and all of it for work. Travelling on business has its perks – just this week I stood on the line where the Berlin wall once stood; I saw the barricades still standing in Kyiv’s Independence Square; I squeezed […]

Pork saltimbocca

A midlife crisis can be great. What’s wrong with a new Porsche or a well-equipped man cave? Even a boys’ golfing weekend in South Carolina could work – Spring Break for pseudo-seniors. Or, how about going back to school part time for two years and spending every waking hour outside of work desperately trying not […]

Steak and kidney pudding

My grandmother was a remarkable woman. Widowed young just after the Second World War,  and armed with not much more than a fierce work ethic, she left Scotland and emigrated to Canada with her three daughters – the smallest just three.  I think that took great courage. Nana lived upstairs from us in the house […]

Peanut butter cups

There’s nothing quite like seeing the faces of a group of  adults at a dinner party when you put a plate of these beauties out for dessert. The calorie-counters who insist on half-servings and surreptitiously check their smart-phone apps to see if they can squeeze in another glass of wine… The polite pickers who quietly […]

Rachel Khoo’s venison Wellington

I’m pretty sure my New Year’s Resolution wouldn’t approve but, oh well, after my little mid-winter fling with these cold-oil fries, we’re no longer on speaking terms. (It was a strained relationship from the very beginning – that can happen if you make a hasty commitment on New Year’s Eve.) There’s no going back now. […]