Traditionally, the 'Designated Driver' has not been terribly well catered for, an orange juice and lemonade, glass of coke or coffee is the usual choice however, now there are dozens of alcohol free choices out there, waiting to be discovered - so, even as the driver you can enjoy some seriously festive drinks.With almost 25%… Continue reading The Pheasant Philosopher’s Christmas Diaries: Driving Home for Christmas.
Over the past few years, I have accumulated a huge amount of kitchen equipment. Aside from all the pieces brought for styling shoots, there is a core of ten or so items which I couldn't be without, items which are used every day and make working in the kitchen much more pleasurable. Christmas is always… Continue reading The Pheasant Philosopher’s Christmas Diaries: Kitchen Essentials
Almost twenty-five years ago, my parents bought a large, honey coloured stone village house on the borders of three French departments; the Lot-et-Garonne, The Gers and The Landes. Three departments with extremely different culinary influences yet all exceptional in their own way.My first ever piece of food writing was for my GCSE English coursework portfolio.… Continue reading The Pheasant Philosophises in Gascony: Market Musings
After Christmas, the harsh month of January brings about a distinct need for creative culinary construction. It begins with the craving for spring. Soon after the Christmas items disappear, just as the Easter eggs start filling the supermarket shelves my heart yearns for oranges. There’s something wonderful about those Spanish oranges which conjure up the… Continue reading A Few Foodie Thoughts In The Bleak Midwinter
Last weekend, Thomas of Woodstock's once splendid castle at Caldicot played host, for the second time this year, to The Monmouthshire Food Festival. In general the weather held and there were some moments of dazzling sunshine, as visitors were treated to two splendid days of food, drink, demonstrations and workshops. Although not the biggest in the… Continue reading The Monmouthshire Food Festival – Fit for a King (or the son of one anyway!)
What do Tolkien's Hobbits, the Cornish Giant Blundabore, and Edmund Spenser have in common? The answer; Clotted Cream. Clotted cream is at the heart of every quintessentially British Cream Tea. Slavered onto scones, melting unctuously beside a warm sticky toffee pudding or just in a bowl alongside a pile of freshly picked, fragrant, seasonal berries.… Continue reading Answering a few of my own questions about Clotted Cream….
The Forest of Dean is at its best in the Autumn months, when the great oaks, once famed the country over for their strength and height, and used in shipbuilding, are burnished in the golden light of an Indian summer. The forest’s leaves encompass all shades from tawny yellow, to ruby-red and dark earthy brown.… Continue reading Season of Mists and Mellow Fruitfulness…A little taster of the project I’m currently working on…