Are you an enthusiastic home cook? Would you like to cook along with other stuck-at-homers to a recipe you could easily adapt to what’s in your fridge? I’ve been feeling a little isolated in my quarantine kitchen so am working on Ancestral Cook-Up, a bi-weekly community cook where I’ll share a tasty, traditional foods recipe template that we can all have a go at. I’d love you to cook it with me and share your pics and thoughts. Check the link in my bio for information – I’ll be posting the first dish in the next few days.
6am on a Friday morning and I’m standing, with my husband, in a room of half open, half-filled boxes. We’ve sold our house. We have to be out of it in 3 hours and on a plane later that day – we’re moving countries. There’s been a huge misunderstanding: the van that arrived last night to take our things across Europe could only take 1/3 of what we own. I’m now looking at the 2/3rds of our possessions splayed across our front room, in chaos. We have to throw or give it all away to charity shops (in the next 3 hours without a car!). I say goodbye to my much-used two slow cookers along with countless other much-loved stuff. It’s only stuff, right?
I’ve missed slow cooking so much. It suits me. It suits ancestral traditions. Finally, a few weeks ago, I felt able to get a new one.
Curls of beef and barley stew are scenting my #quarantinekitichen here in Italy.
And part of me feels much more content.
How much difference does love make to our food? If water changes structure when we speak to it kindly (as #emoto showed with his experiments), how much does bread change when every part of making it is cherished, from the starter to the cutting? These are the two #sourdough breads I make, with love, each week. On the left, 100% wholegrain spelt, on the right 100% wholegrain rye. Somehow they nourish me and my family more than just flour, water and salt should.
Raw goat’s milk, still warm, from a farm up the hill a few miles. It took me a while to find a farm and then organise an order, but I am so very happy to have #realmilk back in my family’s life. And my son was in love with the warmth! We drank a little each and then I poured the rest in two jars; one for kefir and the other to sour for curd cheese and whey.
I have spent a ridiculous number of hours with headphones on, immersing myself in the traditional cooking/food sustainability/health worlds. Here are some of the podcast resources I’ve found helpful. (None of them are linked here; hopefully you can find them … Read More