I am an unreserved fan of the restaurant Ceviche on Frith Street in SoHo, London. I love pretty much everything about it – the huge jars of flavoured pisco (my favourite is the figs and vanilla), their amazingly smooth pisco sours and of course the food, oh the food. They cook peruvian food and they cook it very well. For those who haven’t had peruvian food before, it’s full of strong flavours – unsurprisingly the menu is full of ceviche – lots of fresh, raw seafood kissed by citrus juices, chilli and sugar until they go opaque and tender and utterly moreish. However, ceviche isn’t just seafood and one of the dishes caught my eye (and my tastebuds) as something which exemplifies the idea of “how did they get that dish onto the plate within 5 minutes of me ordering it” – the dish in question… Pork belly with confit figs, crackling, sweet potato puree and a sticky glaze made with pisco and lime juice Continue reading
Recently we had some friends round for late lunch dinner party on Sunday – some failed matchmaking aside (a story for another blog perhaps) it went off really well. Sunday lunches are my favourite for having people round because I normally head down to the farmer’s market in the morning and see where my inspiration goes. The farmer’s market on Moxon street is one of my favourite parts of where we live – I love walking around and seeing so many people passionate about what they sell. I’ve never seen anyone extoll the virtues of the different varieties of potatoes quite like the man at the potato stall. He’s always right about which potato to use too!
This dish formed part of a meal we had for our friends recently, and I clearly went a little bit overboard, but it was a special occasion and I’d just bought those little spoons and wanted to use them. If people are interested, I can do a post on the spherified tomato essence, it’s quite the process to get them set like that but with an entirely liquid interior – although it’s not as hard as it sounds! My lovely fiancée had bought me a spherification kit for a birthday present and I wanted to use it – who wouldn’t? Continue reading
Being Australian and from Sydney, New Years Eve has a special place in my heart. Somehow it makes a lot more sense as a celebration in Summer. When it’s not raining and you can find a place to perch near the water during the day with a hamper full of food and drink to just relax until night falls and the fireworks start over the bridge. Continue reading