My
cooking tells my life story.
Its quite terrifying but true the ingredients I use, the
way I cook and the urgency with which I have to write all about it expose
something of my character.
Recipes
Gardens
and Goodies
From early childhood, there was much to explore in the garden: peas
so good that many were eaten before they reached the kitchen and tomatoes
that filled the small greenhouse with their compelling aroma. Unearthing
firm little potatoes like buried treasure below almost-dead plants was
fun and the furry lining in broad bean pods was just amazing. While
the glossy, dark-red apples on one tree were disappointingly dull, those
strange auburn-brown russets were absolutely bursting with flavour.
Even in winter there were clumps of parsley and leaves on the huge sage
bush to pick and nibble in passing I still love eating parsley
and sage fresh from the plants.
From my
fathers family farm there were fresh eggs in summer; damsons,
sloes and apples in autumn; red cabbages and root vegetables for winter.
When a pig was killed, there were hocks and trotters for making the
best-ever soups and casseroles. On the rare occasions when the chain-rattling
milk lorry did not collect the churns of fresh milk, great bowls of
cream had to be used quickly, so we made fabulous pancakes, batter puddings
and feather-light scones. What fun those technical hitches were to a
little girl who loved making drop scones!
Love
Cooking Hate Washing Up
The kitchen was the place for appetite-arousing activity and there was
always something to do, watch or dip into cakes to mix, tarts
to fill, vegetables to cut up for soups or pickles, pans of bubbling
chutney to stir, or just some cheese to grate ready for Welsh rarebit.
When there was no time to spare, a casserole would simmer or a simple
supper dish filled the air with a tummy-rumbling aroma. The only difficulty
was escaping just before the final round of washing up. Everything was
fun until it came to washing up.
Discovering
Dishwashers
and more
My culinary world exploded when I moved from rural Wales to the South
East of England. Away from university, working as a student helper in
a publishing house test kitchen sent a kaleidoscope of ingredients soaring
inside my head. I discovered vegetables I had never seen before; intoxicating
herbs and spices; sophisticated food halls displaying ingredients about
which I had only read and could never have afforded outside work. I
shopped, scrubbed, washed, trimmed, sliced, chopped and cooked from
early morning until evening often later and I relished
every minute.
and there was a dishwasher.
Culinary
Ramblings
It is
sad that so many people seriously believe they are too short of time
to cook. Making meals does not have to be a chef-styled
process, calling for a batterie de cuisine, several assistants,
split-second timing and near nervous breakdown.
In this
twenty-first century lifestyle madness, achieving simplicity
even briefly is a wonderful antidote to daily stress. For me,
the best everyday meals capture the simplicity of home cooking
not only those dishes that filled my childhood with flavour but their
contemporary counterparts as well.
In our
house, after-work dinner rarely involves more than one pan or cooking
dish. Vegetables are often the focus a head or two of fennel,
celery, crisp carrots, bright peppers, watercress and other salad leaves,
aubergines or some type of cabbage. There are herbs in the garden or,
for dark evenings and lazy days, and a supply of chopped fresh parsley,
coriander, dill and / or fennel in the freezer, plus selected dried
herbs and lots of versatile spices. Caraway,
cumin and fennel are current favourites and I keep a jar of these spices
roasted with a mixture of sunflower, sesame and pumpkin seeds, oat and barley flakes,for adding instant warmth and crunch to simple salads.
Pasta,
rice, couscous, potatoes or bread are satisfying and potentially delicious.
Smoked fish, bacon or pulses particularly chick peas are
week-day favourites but there may be other fish or chicken. These days,
most meaty meals seem to be weekend specials except for the occasional
comforting cottage pie or bubbling lasagne al forno on which we inevitably
overindulge.
Calming
Cooking
The wonderful thing about food is that once you have decided to keep
it simple, there is no need for frantic activity. On the contrary, a
short period of preparation can be incredibly calming. When the day
has wound me up and thrown me out, I take refuge in my chopping board
not in up-beat swiping but in gently quartering, slicing or shredding
a few familiar vegetables. This is absorbing and productive, almost
soothing.
Braised,
baked or roasted vegetables and hot-cold salads are practical because
they are quick to prepare and require minimum attention they
also have the advantage of being particularly full of goodness for everyday
eating.
Exhilarating
Food The Ginger Days
Cooking can also be great fun. It is creative and individual
an expression of personality and style. For me, the serious and responsible
side of working with food is balanced by sheer enjoyment.
Fresh root
ginger is one of those ingredients that makes me smile. Its appearance
successfully conceals its true identity: under the brown-beige, slightly
papery skin, the flesh is juicy, lemony and spiked with just enough
heat to punctuate, rather than obliterate, main ingredients. Dry-fried
with a little chopped bacon, ginger enlivens a simple salad of freshly
cooked new potatoes or pasta served on a mixture of watercress and rocket.
Life would
be dismal without fresh root ginger, so it is lucky that, when chosen
with care, it keeps well in the refrigerator. Even so, I still make
ginger pickles and relishes to transform simple ingredients with
creamy or crumbly goats cheese grilled on slices of crusty bread;
used as a baste for baked chicken or tuna fish; or added in tiny amounts
in a simple salad dressing.
Restoring
and Sharing
Preparing good things to eat is a wonderful restorative. When I feel
lack-lustre and a little lifeless, I prepare a fruit salad and, as the
lively colours and textures of different fruit come together, I feel
far better. Even before I have eaten any of the vitamin-rich concoction
I feel healthier, restored and full of vitality.
Sharing
food and cooking for others is an important way of caring for them and
letting them know that you care. Within families, with friends, for
neighbours or in the wider community, sharing the pleasure of cooking
and eating brings people together.
Leaping
about in the Kitchen
Cooking can be exhilarating and exciting. There is always something
new and exciting to discover when experimenting and tasting. Among the
combinations of ingredients that are competent and good, there is always
a star waiting to gleam through the fine tuning of proportions,
grind of a pestle, twist of a mill or swirl of seasoning can transform
the ordinary into the exceptional. Thats when I leap around the
kitchen and find myself singing and dancing as I cook.