tasting life...one recipe at a time
During the October break, Michelle and I took our girls to Charleton Farm, just outside Montrose to pick some late fruits and collect some pumpkins. We have never visited before but it is a fantastic space for kids. The day we visited we were blessed with a glorious afternoon of sunshine thanks to our Indian…
In time for Christmas every year Michelle makes piccalilli. Her family love it, my family love it and our friend Laura’s Dad stops Michelle is the street to ask when his jar will be ready! It is not certain where Piccalilli originates, it is said to be the English interpretation of Indian pickles, which I…
I grew up with parents who were very self sufficient when it came to putting fresh garden produce on the table. We ate very well over the summer months and what could not be eaten was either stored over winter in our garage or frozen straight from picking. The garden was large and had a…
