January is universally acknowledged as the month of detox. Gyms burst at the seams with enthusiastic new joiners determined to stick to their new year’s resolution… this time. Community centres across the country swell with the weight of weight watchers. Just yesterday, in search of a healthy sushi lunch, I was turned away from Yo Sushi due to an inordinately long queue. Call it what you will. Detoxing. Dieting. Getting fit. Yes, everyone’s at it folks. And I’m afraid I’m including myself in that number. For me, however, it’s slightly more epic. You see, I have done absolutely no exercise in the nigh-on nine months since Finn was born. Combine this with the fact that I seem to have continued to eat as if I’m feeding two, you have one mighty miss feedetgastro. Something needs to be done. And fast.
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Christmas is my absolute favourite time of the year. When the 1st of December finally finally rolls around I have reached an unholy level of impatient anticipation. The Christmas playlist has been set up weeks ago on spotify and has been playing on loop ever since. Christmas chutneys and mincemeats are happily maturing in a cupboard. Christmas wish lists have been distributed early to family and presents are beginning to stack up behind the sofa (shush, don’t tell). I’ve been repeating, rain-man-like, the number of days until Christmas daily (and even hourly) until my colleagues’ nerves are in tatters. I am well and truly ready for a month of food and festivities. When we finally reach December my taste buds are at fever pitch level. So, this is when I break out my favourite festive flavours and earnestly attempt to incorporate them into every meal I cook.
American favourites: Wail, no burritos in Brighton (so I had to make them myself): Carnitas (braised pork) Burritos
Recently I’ve been hankering after burritos. Like I mean I’ve been downright craving them. The problem is, when you want a burrito on the run Brighton doesn’t really throw up any viable options. We have El Taco which certainly does a job in a bind, but the microwave is in full force and the resulting burritos leave a lot to be desired if truth be told. If you want a decent taco on the fly in Brighton I’m afraid you are really shit out of luck.
Sometimes when you’re having people round for dinner, you find yourself planning an elaborate and expensive menu because you really really want to impress them. What that actually means is that you really really want them to like you. You think if you cook something absolutely mind-blowingingly complicated and sophisticated then your guests minds will be so befuddled and amazed that they will forget all your perceived shortcomings and will simply adore you for the rest of eternity. You even dream that they will forever refer to “that” meal as the benchmark against which all their future meals will have to be measured against.
Recently when I was semi-drunk (after drinking with my fellow Brighton foodies, Fran a.ka. Graphic Foodie and Beth a.k.a Dirty Kitchen Secrets) the urge to eat struck, which lead us to Bill’s for some late-night munchies. Despite my inebriated status I was lucid enough to order salad (massive props to me). That salad contained caramelised shallots and those caramelised shallots positively made sweet love to my mouth. I mean they really got down and dirty with my taste buds. So, ever since I started these here salad diaries (vol 1, 2, and 3) I just knew that I had to try to recreate those caramelised shallots for your dining pleasure. And my friends… I did it. The shallots in this salad are literally going to blow your mind.
The other day I popped into Tesco (not my usual shop of choice) to pick up something quick for dinner. I had intended to go for something super lazy, perhaps even just opting for a can of baked beans for my jazzed up beans on toast (you’ve got to love baked beans). However, to my delight I noticed that they’ve started selling pick’n’mix tomatoes, which is an absolutely genius idea and one I hope Sainsbury’s will nick. As my husband utterly revels in anything tomatoey, I immediately resolved to abandon the lazy dinner I had planned and make him a special dinner treat of roasted mixed tomato risotto.
I love curry. I love it, love it, love it. I particularly love Malaysian and Thai curries probably because I have a special weakness for coconut milk. However, I’d never made a curry using fresh coconut. In fact, I had never even opened a coconut before. That was until Friday.