On the Art of Afternoon Tea

There is nothing, nothing, more English than afternoon tea. I say "English" very deliberately here, because it is the beating heart of an England that never was. Or maybe never could be - a time between the wars, or maybe before, a time where the afternoon sun shone over a table generously spread with treats which call … Continue reading On the Art of Afternoon Tea

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Indian Summer: recreating Black Dahl and Saag Aloo

I miss so many things about London. I miss the sound of the rain on the ceiling of the British Museum Courtyard. I miss how the Tube smells (yup, it’s a thing). I miss people calling you Love in shops.  And I miss - oh GOD, I miss - the Indian food.  In the UK, … Continue reading Indian Summer: recreating Black Dahl and Saag Aloo

“Just being is fun”: making Katharine Hepburn’s brownies

I love me a bit of Katharine Hepburn. There's that poise, the determination, the total give-no-fucks ambition that defined her as an actress and meant she lived her life on her own, fabulous terms. Also she was basically both my fantasy girlcrush in the Bringing Up Baby and my fantasy Nana in On Golden Pond. … Continue reading “Just being is fun”: making Katharine Hepburn’s brownies