The Art Of Eating Solo

Supper for One
Supper for One

It’s the middle of May. In London the sun makes a rare appearance and then disappears off again behind thick white cloud to be replaced by soft spring rain. Man disappears as well, off to the sunnier climes of East Africa for six weeks, leaving Dog disorientated and searching the house for the missing part of his pack. Dog is not the only one a bit lost. After forty years of planning meals for a full house of four children and four (successive) partners, I am not used to cooking for one, never mind eating on my own. Continue reading “The Art Of Eating Solo”

Fishy Arrival – on ice to London from Cornwall

In August, disheartened by the ubiquity of supermarket fish choices in London I decided to try ordering some fish from a Cornwall based fish supplier, Fish for Thought. Now once every four or five weeks I take delivery of a box of fish and sea food, individually wrapped and sitting on a thick bed of ice. Continue reading “Fishy Arrival – on ice to London from Cornwall”