Courses: lunch

On sausages in fat, confinment and Haringey markets.

What better lunch can a girl have than a good sausage smeared in a healthy dose of fat. My Sunday afternoon was blissful one in allowing me to combine my two longest standing passions: a bit of quality meaty fat

Courses: lunch

A warming Baltic sprat pie.

More on those pesky Baltic sprats. A pie, a warming layered pie with potatoes, cream and butter. I’ve mentioned my weakness for these little, salty, slippery things (for examples, see here when combined with baked milk..). Well, since I’ve brought

Courses: lunch

My Midsummer Baltic brunch.

We dined on ham in hay, drank fermented rye liquid, jumped over fires built of candles and searched for a non-existent flowering plant… Our secret Baltic Midsummer Brunchclub has gone well. The idea (on which you can read more here)

Courses: lunch

Kohlrabi, who could have thought..

Not often that I get an urge to share an actual recipe with you, my dear readers (I somehow think you can find plenty of those on plenty of other worthy blogs). But having had these alien-looking vegetables lying at

Courses: lunch

Joys of solitary eating: sun and potatoes.

Things are looking up in North London: it’s blissfully sunny, people are actually smiling in anticipation of the long Easter break and I…I am giving in to the joys of solitary lunching. I had a sudden impulse to share this

Courses: lunch

The labyrynth of smells – fruit and veg market, Fez, Morocco

‘The smells’ – the unforgettable combination of cinnamon, rose water, cumin, dust and dung – disturbing and enticing at the same time.