Sweet peas…Tiger’s chilled minted pea soup

This year we grew peas. So what? There is something almost magical about peas that you pick and shell - to pop into your mouth - in the pea patch.  Little can beat the flavour of those little round orbs as they pop with their unique sweetness. Peas are "up there" as my favourite vegetable.  I remember … Continue reading Sweet peas…Tiger’s chilled minted pea soup

And behind the scenes….after…

I have a love-hate relationship with trade shows and festivals.  I have, in my time, been on both sides of the table - stall holder, exhibitor and visitor.  I have also organised a number of conferences, so I have a good idea of what goes into the organisation of fairly large events:  none of it is … Continue reading And behind the scenes….after…

Eating to live and living to eat?

I enjoy preparing and eating food.  I lost my sweet tooth a long time ago, although I do enjoy the odd dessert from time to time.  My preference is for uncomplicated meals which, in old fashioned language, would have been known as "balanced".  Although not vegetarian, I prefer not to eat meat every day, eating quite a … Continue reading Eating to live and living to eat?

Waste not, want not – I

Both my parents grew up in the UK in the Second World War: Mum in Oxford, where her mother took in evacuees and then later also billeted soldiers. Dad grew up in Glasgow, and with his sister, Belle, evacuated to a poultry farm . Consequently, we grew up constantly hearing, "waste not, want not".  Little was thrown … Continue reading Waste not, want not – I

Crazy about Courgettes

We have always loved courgettes and eat them in a host of different ways.  Tom will even eat them raw, like an apple.  So, this year, we have successfully grown them, and when Sannie (pronounced "sunny - because she is) Boervrou, a farmer friend of ours dropped off a box of them, I had such fun making … Continue reading Crazy about Courgettes

A twisted Vicheysoisse, among other things…

For the last year or so, I have been making and selling seasonal soups at our local pop-up market.  A soup that I made on a whim, and which we enjoyed, didn't take off, so I didn't make it again.  In my recollection, there had been no sales.  Then, imagine my surprise, two Saturdays' ago, … Continue reading A twisted Vicheysoisse, among other things…