Everyone loves breakfast in bed; unfortunately I don’t think my husband loves me enough to make one for me. As I recall, I have given him the gift of bed crumbs on numerous occasions, but to my knowledge (though this will doubtlessly be followed by hurt contradictions) Sven has never indulged me with such a luxury. In fact, I’m not sure Sven has even got up before me on a weekend more than say 5 times in 7 years, and thinking about it he certainly has never made me breakfast (leave alone plated it and served it on a tray). I should temper this accusation with the admission that my husband does do all the cleaning, washing up, laundry, hoovering, etc, so I ain’t mad at him, but dammit… I want breakfast in bed just like everyone else.
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Whilst I was on my recent pregnancy-enduced spice kick my body demanded chilli pretty much wherever it could get it (I know you know this, but it dominated my diet for a good while so it’s natural it will crop up in this here diary of my kitchen, innit?). After some serious consideration I realised that the only way I could reasonably wrangle chilli in pre-midday was to dish up a spicy breakfast burrito. This I did. A good many times. The below recipe is the product of my furtive chilli endeavours.
If there is one thing that America knows how to do it is breakfast. When I lived in America, after a night on the town we regularly used to make late night visits to IHOP (The International House of Pancakes) for a post-match recuperative carb-fest. A couple of times I passed out in the car before we even reached the car-park (sorry Mum), but if I made it to the booth I only had eyes for one order: a blueberry stack with bacon. Now breakfast is one of my favourite meals (along with dinner and, um, lunch…!) – and no doubt through the course of this blog you will hear me wax lyrical about numerous breakfast wares – but truly, blueberry pancakes with bacon is the perfect breakfast. Sweet spongy pancakes, dotted with juicy tart blueberries, served alongside salty bacon, all smothered with ladlefuls of maple syrup. Genius.
About a year ago Jamie Oliver opened his shop-cum-cafe-cum-cookery-school, Recipease, in Brighton. The shop in the front sells Jme products and ingredients, bakery goods, wines and takeaway meals that you can cook yourself at home. Originally you could also pop in and make more-or-less the same meals yourself using ingredients and recipes laid out at little cooking stations, but I guess that wasn’t really very successful because about 6 months ago they replaced the cooking stations with tables and started serving breakfast and lunch instead. I liked the idea of the little cooking stations, but I have to admit that I never ever went and cooked something so there’s no surprises that they packed that in.
The main attraction of Recipease (in my humble opinion) is the cooking classes that they offer on a range of skills, from tutorials in specific dishes through to how to cook the perfect steak right through to more advanced skills such as filleting fish or deboning chicken. Like a roving reporter who diligently covers all angles and gets all facts before running her story, I thought I ought to dabble in both food and classes before reporting back to you. Here is the low-down on breakfast and the “easy to learn” lessons.