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Ireland, Inishmore, Aran Islands.  Very early spring 1992. And so that white-flowering bush that’s everywhere… is what they call WHITE thorn? ‘No’ Olwen said. ‘That’s BLACK thorn. It’ll produce sloes later on…’ Wrong time of the year of course (I must be getting old if memories are making me post a Sloe Gin recipe in [...]

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  1983.  Ireland.  Late summer. Why do you call blackberries blackberries, when they are really mostly red? Aw sure, they’re only red when they are green.

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My friend Nicola, a member of our professional food writers’ forum called Eatwords, (we call ourselves Eatworders), author and literary researcher, asked a food-related question yesterday… Help, please, literati… I have been given a manuscript to read.   It’s a food history book, and is written in US.   The author discusses French and Anglo Saxon [...]

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growing up…

I grew up with the fragrances of Indonesia – of toasting coconut and mixed spices, of rice steaming in cone-shaped bamboo baskets, of frying sambals and the waxy smell of hand-painted batiks that the women wore to the selamatans – those semi-religious neighbourhood celebrations that were organised in thanks for anything from a pregnancy or [...]

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Some consider its fleeting, heady perfume evocative and divinely sensual. Others rate the truffle simply as a gourmet’s delight.   I myself think the truffle’s scent is unmistakeably and un-apologetically carnal, reminding me of the muskiness of an unmade bed after an afternoon of love in the tropics… On the aphrodisiac scale, it scores alongside oysters, [...]

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