foraging, survivalism and a good dollop of mischief.
I shovelled the food into me like I hadn’t eaten in days, and as bizarre as it sounds – I hadn’t fed myself properly since I came here. We were out of the kitchens today and started off our theory day with a few quick demonstrations on how to make quick and sweet tray bake …
After a relatively good day in the kitchen yesterday, everything collapsed on its head. What started out as a pretty straightforward order of work, it quickly transpired that time was not on anyone’s side. I started out with four recipes under my belt with a chicken to joint – and ended with six dishes to …
As Darina dropped the seasoning into the avocado, she exclaimed an amusing “oh crikey!” Turns out she had added sugar instead of salt to her dish and quickly lashed on the Maldron sea salt. It’s funny that sometimes you forget that these things happen even to the most experienced of cooks. My order of work …
Jealous of my housemates’ lie in, I pulled myself out of bed at 6am to prepare for a day at the Farmers Market in Midleton. Each week two students have the opportunity to volunteer at the market on the Ballymaloe Cookery School stall and I chose to give it a lash – despite my slight …
C’est fini, our first week at Ballymaloe is complete and we’re all having a well-deserved rest. Too lazy to start the fire, I’m tucked into one of our couches like a proper potato. I can’t even begin to explain how much information has been handed over to us over the past few days and wondering …
Still no blue plasters on my fingers so all’s well in camp Ballymaloe this evening. Each day we’re to prepare an “Order of Work”, where we time out how we plan to spend our kitchen time and let’s just say, when it came to cooking the plan went out the window. We’re meant to be …
I think my body clock is learning that it’s time to re-adjust the system. Before the course started I was going to bed at about 3am each night, now I’m going to bed at about 10.30pm. Today was our first day actually cooking in the kitchen and the eager beaver in me couldn’t wait to …
After stubbing my toe for the third time on the same suitcase and feeling the pain waft slowly up my leg, I knew that I wasn’t off to a good start. Today was officially the first day of the Ballymaloe Cookery School adventure, I was eager to hop out of bed (not my forte), and …