Category Archives: food fashion
Praise the lard: a beginner’s guide
Lard. Lardy. Or as the Italians romantically refer to it: lardo. The associations with shivering rolls of chubby flesh being chased around the playground are comic yet laced with danger. Far from innocent yet not proven guilty, accusations of raising … Continue reading
Having your bacon and eating it: why semi-tariansim is a fat load of nonsense
Do you know your lacto-ovo vegetarian from a flexitarian, a semi-veggie from a pesce-pollotarian? Oh and when was the last time you had a bit of mycoprotein on toast or a bowl of TVP (textured vegetable protein) spag bol? These … Continue reading
I’m a foodie and I (dare to) know it, so kiss my foie gras.
Foodie (or foody). Gastronome. Epicure. Foodista. Gourmet. Gourmand. Foodlover. A complication of words to describe the very simple act of “ingesting things and then pooing them out,” (thedailymash.co.uk). Those words with obvious Latin or French roots are understandably class specific, … Continue reading
Hot dog with your champagne sir?
In the face of foams, smears and amuses bouches comes lard, carbs and dogs. Gourmet street food has already been trend-spotted by the gluttonati, books written and awards given, yet burgers, dogs and bacon are still big news and getting … Continue reading
On eating alone
“Champagne please.” “We have prosecco?” “Champagne, thanks.” Eating alone, if it has to happen, is best celebrated. Copious amounts of vino locale however, in the broad light of day on a travel assignment in Ravenna once sent me into odd … Continue reading
Are Sainsbury’s candy floss grapes such an aberration?
The question we need to ask ourselves before we all get in a Curly Wurly about Sainsbury’s new candy floss grapes is this: does ‘natural’ food exist anymore? If on the whole no, why should aforementioned vine fruits with weird … Continue reading
Historic food trend hits
Sometimes a food wave can sneak up on you like a gentle north coast Cornish rip tide, pulling you under despite the warning signs. And here it is, the newest oldest food fad set to hit the palates of the … Continue reading
Breaking news: farmers’ markets
A Francis Bacon painting, bleeding, ambiguous. Flesh, raw, real. Heads, livers, tongues hung in rows. Silver flapping fish, translucent tiny eels, stacks of plump oranges, fat capers, purple batons of aubergines, pungent basil bunches. This is the show, the culinary … Continue reading
Enough blooming flowers
The British media is like an excited labrador with a sock in its mouth right now. The Italians would just shrug their shoulders and say “è primavera” translating literally as: ‘it’s spring’ but actually meaning: ‘and that is why you’re … Continue reading
The faggot and the puttana
After the first meeting of the “star-crossed lovers” whose fate is writ large in the sky, Juliet ruminates on Romeo’s surname. It’s just a word, she tells herself: “What’s in a name? That which we call a rose By any … Continue reading