Bloopers

Midway through my rosé recommendations, I managed to mix up my French and New World wines, swore, then swore again about swearing. I’ve decided…

A Thursday evening check-in, in an outfit that sums up the British weather perfectly: two weeks ago I was melting in the kitchen, and…

“And there we have it: Taleggio, porcini and spinach-stuffed pork fillet with a porcini and Marsala sauce.” Easy to type. Considerably harder to say…

Saturday night in the kitchen, asbestos fingers on, a little light swearing and fat spilled on the floor. Public service announcement: always wipe up…

Girls’ night with my daughter, and a pasta dish that nearly made her cry – in a good way! It’s just courgettes, lemon and…

Katsu-style chicken with… oh, what’s it called? Wasabi! Katsu-style chicken with wasabi mayo, pickled cucumber and sushi rice. Got there in the end.

Nine seconds. Several words I can’t print here. One “ouchie”. And a very heartfelt “bollocks”. That’s cooking for you!

Twenty-six seconds of me trying to tell you a simple story about the Fifth Floor bar. A sip of cocktail. No. No, no, no…

Trying to film a nice, straight shot with India behind the camera. It did not go to plan. There was spinach involved (definitely not…

A few things have taken me out of the kitchen this week – but what a buzz today. I was meeting people at the…