I love to hear my own kids shout “stop” if we see someone with a plastic table overflowing with strawberries and it warms my heart that their cries for fruit are still just as loud as they are when they see the golden arches. From a father’s point of view I rarely refuse the shout for strawberries but often choose to ignore the pleas for a cheeseburger. As takeaway food goes, strawberries are possibly the perfect choice and with Wimbledon approaching the annual spotlight will shine upon the age old tradition of strawberries and cream.
It’s hard to believe that some of our most common and versatile foods today were once viewed with great suspicion and sometimes grown purely as ornamental garden fruit because they were thought to be fatally poisonous. For a long time this was the story of the common tomato. There it sat, ripening on the vine, […]
Having a mildly rebellious spirit the idea of Valentines Day leaves me a little cold. I don’t like being told that on any given day I should be particularly loving or affectionate. It always seems staged, lacking in spontaneity, and the mere fact that I am expected to do something makes me not want […]