Strawberry Cake in October


I’m a sucker for farmers’ markets. There’s something so enticing about buying produce outdoors, about seeing the people from your neighborhood and further afield mingling, about shopping without a list and not knowing what you’ll come home with. We have a glorious farmers’ market on the south side of Hampstead Heath on Saturday mornings with an array of stalls that varies throughout the year, but has enough consistency to feel familiar and comforting. It’s a great way to start the weekend; picking over the veg, bread and cheese on display, treating yourself to a baked good or hot sausage bap before going for a walk through the Heath. Beautiful seasonal finds have led to some of my favorite cooking adventures this year. This strawberry cake, unfortunately, is not the result of such idyllic, high-minded shopping. Continue reading


Jam Donuts and the Great British Bake Off


While there are many British tv and radio programs that I will probably never fully appreciate (Peep Show, The Archers) because the cultural gap is too wide, others have endeared themselves to me and become a vital part of my daily routine. These range from listening to the Shipping Forecast on the radio late on weekend nights, to watching QI and wishing Stephen Fry was my overly-intellectual uncle who would drop by at Thanksgiving and regale us with fascinating factoids. Some things are just so charmingly British, you can’t help but like them, no matter your frame of reference. Continue reading