This post has been sitting in my drafts folder for months now. I feel like I’m not doing it justice because I wasn’t able to get a decent enough picture and so I haven’t posted it. But, to be honest, it’s so good you need to know about it, bad pictures or not.
Need something that you can throw together with store cupboard ingredients any time you have some unexpected guests? This is it. Serve it with drinks, as an appetizer before a meal or just as a snack while you catch up with some friends who decided on the spur of the moment to stop by for a quick hello. It takes less than five minutes to make and with a good loaf of bread it’ll satisfy even the most difficult of guests.
The weather has taken a turn for the chilly here in sunny California, instead of a balmy 85-95ºF (30-35ºC), we’ve had a rather breezy 65-75ºF (18-24ºC). I can hear the groans already. No, I haven’t already become accustomed to warm, pleasant weather in which showing your toes and your knees is acceptable. No, I haven’t forgotten that for 50 weeks of the year in England you have to leave the house with an umbrella, winter coat and wellies. I am simply stating that the tropical weather we experienced for the past week or so has shifted to a much more spring-like mix of breezy and cloudy. This means that a different type of spring cuisine comes onto the menu, the spring soup!
A few weeks ago Michel Roux Jr made îles flottantes on his BBC show, ‘Food & Drink’. It looked so easy and so impressive that I decided to make it when the next opportunity arose.
Yesterday we had a bonafide Italian in the house, so I took advantage and asked how real Italians make bruschetta. Not surprisingly, it’s much simpler than the hundreds of versions you find on the internet. In fact, if it hadn’t come straight from the horse’s mouth I probably wouldn’t have believed it could be so easy.
Some of our close friends had family visiting from Poland last week and, as ever, I looked at that as the opportunity for a dinner party. Dinner parties seem to have this stigma, this pretentious air about them which puts people off. In our house they are simply an excuse to have good friends over, drink lots of wine and, of course, for me to get in the kitchen and cook up a three course meal.