Food from home

Though I love eating in London (and do so voraciously), I still really miss Australian food, even two years on. I don't mean Australian cuisine (if there is such a thing - possum, anyone?), but food stuffs I grew up with.

Cheddar Shapes and cheese flavoured Sakata Crackers...mmm. Dear McVitie's Mini Cheddar biscuits - your lack of powdery artificial flavouring is disappointing. I need flavour you can see!

Offally meat pies (I'll take mystery meat and gravy over steak chunks any day).

And Bonsoy.

Oh, sweet bonsoy, king of soy milks. Despite being recalled a few years back for containing 110 times the healthy amount of daily iodine for an adult (apparently it contained a seaweed product that went a little crazy) I remain ever faithful. Can't have too much iodine right? No goitre for me!  

In London there are a few health food stores that import it in all the way from ye olde Fitzroy, Melbourne, but it’s exorbitant and I need the money for other things. Like electricity.

Anyway, this long prattle does have a point. Yesterday it was a grey day, with that annoying persistent drizzle that's too fine to keep off with an umbrella and makes everything feel clammy. All I wanted to do was curl up under a blanket, but as this is frowned upon at work I decided to pop out to a cafe in my lunch break instead.

And when I did…there it was! Sitting on the counter, that reassuring yellow and purple carton. I ordered the biggest legally allowed chai latte (which cost about as much as a small house) and savoured it on a window table. I was probably hunching over the mug, inhaling deeply with a slightly manic look in my eye, because no one sat next to me during the lunch time rush. Heaven.

The chai was pretty terrible actually – sweet and syrupy, but the soy was so delicious that I didn’t care. I’d meant to work on a paper cut but forgot to bring a pencil to sketch with, so I free cut instead.

And this is what I made:

Find it on my Etsy store!

Autumn at last

Beautiful autumn is finally here. London's unexpected warm spell (Tshirts? In October?!) meant that the trees held onto their leaves for a little longer, and late rhododendrons and flower buds were still poking through a couple of weeks ago, as if to say 'Is that you spring?'.

 

Wintry England finally got its act together last weekend when the trees were dumping great hoards of leaves on the ground in panic. I drove to a woodland in the north for a wander. Just me, and about 2000 families and their dogs.  

Thankfully, once we were out in the woods, all was still and calm. Turns out there was enough autumn gorgeousness for all of us. 

 Also,  my Etsy is now up and running! Come over and say hi.

Bonfire Backyard Market

Thank you to all the lovely visitors, customers, stall holders and Ms Marmitelover for an amazing day at the Bonfire Weekend Underground food and craft market held in MsMarmite's house and garden in north-west London.

Tasty treats at Dreamboats stall

I am still buzzing and grinning after spending my day at the bottom of the garden, in a shed-studio gloriously converted into a Henni and Bean extravaganza on the bed, chocolate kingdom of Paul A. Young on a work bench and glittering grotto of jeweller Emma Mitchell (check out this Sycamore Seed necklace -  so beautiful).

The Henni and Bean bed-stall!

Just outside in the back yard a cosy bonfire burned all day and fish were smoked, ukeleles were played, and freshly fried arancini and dreamboats* were eaten.

Salmon to be smoked

Up the spiral iron staircase an accordionist sang on the balcony, while in the dining room ginger and Jack Daniels cannelloni and Indian chutneys were eaten. In the bedroom there were hookers...crochet hookers, that is, and on the bed and Elderflower Cocktails being concocted on the ironing board.

Accordioning on

In the bathroom, beers resided in a bathtub full of ice next to an honestly jar, and in the kitchen demonstrations took place over the Aga.

A really special way to spend Guy Fawkes especially as the pyro in me was tickled pink with the backyard fireworks...gun powder huzzah!

Fireworks at the fancy school across the road

Kris xx


*Dreamboats - a food so amazing they are worthy of a footnote. Imagine a round crusty ciabatta, bready bits pulled out and cavity filled with three different types of oozy cheese, toasted pecans, red wine, and a touch of honey, roasted in the oven until melted and sticky. OOohhhh. I don't know if the lovely lady who makes them has a website, but when I find it I'll quit my day job and eat all day share it with you. 

Give me a slice of this, and a quiet corner please.