Month: March 2014

  • MILKYBAR BLANCMANGE

    Sometimes I have really clever thoughts. Like, why is the world eating pannacotta and not blancmange? As far as I can tell they’re the same thing. Real talk. I had never eaten a blancmange before I made this one. But I had always felt strongly that jellied milk would be the pudding for me. So, […]

  • MADELEINES AU MIEL

    We were in Toulouse and I’d stuffed myself silly with confit duck when I discovered CAFÉ GOURMAND, which is a French concept, not a place. At pudding time, you get an espresso and a bunch of mini things. So, if you’re a bit flup and unable to commit to a flambéed booze-pancake or a pie dish of […]

  • GOLD ‘NANA PIE

    Cream pie! America! You are something! We Europeans are so constrained by rules and pastry. America puts a great big cloud of cream on TOP of custard and calls it a pie. I massively respect that. So, I think this peanut butter banana cream pie is important. I smashed bronzey nut brittle on mine, because […]

  • LAURAJGOOD IN LONDON

    I think Chris Pople and Grace Dent do the best jobs of writing about restaurants, and I don’t want to fog up your internet. But. I do like eating dinner and I do have some #opinions. So, this is my top howevermany, in no order. Many of them are near where I live – that’s […]

  • GROWN UP CARAMEL SQUARES

    I was never going to be allowed a McDonald’s birthday party. That much was clear. I could have pretty much everything else I wanted. And what I wanted – every year – was for my mum to make caramel squares, and for my dad to play Joe Dolce’s Shaddap You Face. These ones have roasted […]

  • IN PRAISE OF: BUTTER

    At university, I chose olive oil spread. My Timberlands and my trucker caps were very large and I had very large decisions to make about who I was going to be. I bought Own Brand, not Olivio; I didn’t want to be the type of person that got swizzed. In my twenties, I learned that […]