<a href=”http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/14423305/?claim=sn3mfnfbdxk”>Follow my blog with Bloglovin</a> Sausage rolls really are one of those things that are better made at home. People say the same about hummus and pesto, but nothing – and I mean nothing – compares to warm, flaky pastry and juicy sausage meat straight from the oven. My sister makes the best sausageContinue reading “Sausage Rolls”
Author Archives: Alice Mulhearn Williams
No one who cooks, cooks alone
I am not a natural born historian. My historical understanding is blurred with sentiment and my specialisms are limited to feasting, fasting (and a little crusading). I’m really just a natural born glutton with a History degree. At the moment I’m reading Home Cooking by the late Laurie Colwin. It’s possibly one of the bestContinue reading “No one who cooks, cooks alone”
Notes on the Suffolk Sky
Standing atop a sand dune; beyond me the sky flows and ripples and swells like water. Golden slicks of light are underline bruised clouds – they jostle amongst the blue and rival the drama of the sea. Southwold’s lighthouse flickers against grey. Sizewell’s power plant is lit with October sun. Suffolk’s sky gives us everything that theContinue reading “Notes on the Suffolk Sky”
An education in coconut oil: A healthy living and nutrition workshop
I’ll be the first to admit it: I’m very easily influenced. When I was thirteen my mum bought me a t-shirt emblazoned with ‘Easily Led’ and a picture of a sheep. Looking back, it was a wildly inappropriate purchase (but it did match my brown velvet jogging bottoms wonderfully, so I’ll let her off). ThatContinue reading “An education in coconut oil: A healthy living and nutrition workshop”
To The Table – A new blogging venture
It’s almost five years ago that I started writing this blog. There was no real reason for it, apart from having a place to talk about gap year adventuring. If you make the ill-advised decision to skip to those early few months, you’ll see that, for a seventeen-year-old, I had an unusual appetite for Italy. LookingContinue reading “To The Table – A new blogging venture”
Pork Belly
Last Friday evening I spent a pleasant two hours on an empty train with the sea at my back. I’d spent the afternoon between work, school and trains, herding eight children in the direction of Sussex. It was like a school trip – myself and another nanny doling out packed lunches and supervising toilet trips.Continue reading “Pork Belly”
An Uncertain Freedom
It was an uninspiring paper on The Crusades that saw the eclipse of my student status. I stepped out of the exam hall, onto Tottenham Court Road – the sun shining, everybody a little sticky and tired – and it was all over. We were suddenly free from revision and dissertation and weeks of being unnaturallyContinue reading “An Uncertain Freedom”
Chicken tagine with apricots
I’m a member of the Facebook group, ‘Slow Cooker Saddos’. It’s a gem for the foodie voyeur, if only for the dimly-lit photographs of unidentifiable casseroles. I remember shunning the slow cooker after Nigella branded it a crime against cooking (along with electric carving knives – I can agree with her there). I’ve sinceContinue reading “Chicken tagine with apricots”
Carrot Cake
We’re veering dangerously close to March and I’m not at all happy about it. I don’t want to write my dissertation (on conceptions of sufferance in the 12th century – What fun!), whilst also juggling a couple of essays and keeping half an eye on my ever looming exams. I don’t really want to shuffle fromContinue reading “Carrot Cake”
Venice
“Caffe con panna” “Per voi?” The bartender looks bemused. For me? Obviously, who else would willingly order espresso topped with whipped cream at 9pm on a Sunday? I nod. He still looks bemused. Now a huddle of elderly Venetians are laughing. My montagna di panna is causing an unexpected stir. I finish it quickly andContinue reading “Venice”
To The Table 