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Eating in the South of Ukraine – a little sparkle, a little squirt.

Mayonnaise. Mayonnaise and sparkling water – is how I would describe the eating culture of Southern Ukraine.   Needless to say I am exagerating and only giving here a glimpse of a very particular place in the South of Ukraine,

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Crossing borders – tomatoes and warm vodka.

 As a little taster, in preparation for a full-blown porcine assault, here are a few pictures of the things lighter. On the way to Ukraine – my first, original, pre-salo love. Tomatoes. Whilst in Berlin (on which read more here), we

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Sweet truffles, uniquely Estonian way.

If salo, Ukrainian iconic cured pork fat, is a dish that Ukrainians themselves both hate and loath, then Kama, a product quite unique to Estonia, is salo’s Northern cousine.  What is Kama? Well, in short, it is a very old

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Finally – curing salo, pork back fat.

After days, weeks and even months of telling everyone about the wonder I’ve been curing in my fridge – Ladies and gentlemen… Ukrainian salo, or cured pork fat. If you know anything about me, you know I have a soft

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An omelette to heal your soul

The mood in our house has been somewhat sobre lately. Not for any concrete, pre-packaged reason, but for that unattainably tear-your-heart-out existential melancholy. And so this morning I took to try and remedy the situation with the only way I

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The bone

The pleasures of sucking cavities of a good bone are rich and multifarious. …I have been making stock out of a few beef bones, herbs and water. Nothing else. Some say that bones of an animal is where its soul

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Larks 2

Just wanted to update you – gleefully – that my attempt number two of making the wonderful and absurd lark-shaped buns in preparation for my Russian brunch has gone a bit better..Although J said these look more like seals! Damn

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International Women’s Day Brunchclub

Fabulous, sexy, kitsch Soviet food; Soviet champagne still allowed to be called champagne; The most feminine feminist celebration possible Come and celebrate this bizarre and beautiful day – a luxirious Brunch for a small group of people, at my place

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Kopchik s apelsinami, or a tale of an ox

In my house, bums/arses/backsides/rears are valued high. So it should not have come as a surprise when having cooked a cow’s bum – the tail, to be precise – we found the taste and texture very much to our liking.

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The Russianisation of the Brownie

How could a Brownie be more Russian than any other Brownie, you will indignantly exclaim.  Indeed, the Brownie could easily claim the status of the ultimate global dessert: chocolate and sugar being the naughty children of the collonial trading links. The Brownie