foraging, survivalism and a good dollop of mischief.
I sucked in the oyster with a breath that could knockout the whole of Ireland and savoured the flesh that slipped into my tummy. After starting out my day in a lazy fashion, I could have never predicted that I would be ending the working day with glorious, fresh, seafood. A roast chicken and a …
Muttering mild expletives under my breath, I sliced the apple into thin slivers and placed them onto my tart. Back in the kitchen for the start of week six, I felt quite drained and my energy levels were far from their peak. I’m back in Kitchen 2 for the week and though tired, I was …
The chili made its way under my nails and over my knuckles – my hands felt like they were on fire. Today I had three dishes to get prepped, and with a sense of Friday calm, I busied myself chopping, peeling and dicing vegetables. Rachel Allen was around in our kitchen today, and it was …