Traybakes, fridge cakes, squares, bars – these are the taste of childhood. Sure you can buy them as an adult, but I used to make and eat them all the time when I was a kid.Continue reading Northern Ireland Food Exploration: Fifteens
If you had to guess what yellowman was from the name, I don’t think you’d hit on the right answer.Continue reading Northern Ireland Food Exploration: Yellowman
I find potato cakes delicious but texturally unsettling. Especially cold.Continue reading Northern Ireland Food Exploration: Potato Cakes
I used to make soda bread occasionally when I was kid, and it always tasted a bit…soda-y. It was like some of those shop scones that make your teeth squeak.Continue reading Northern Ireland Food Exploration: Soda Bread
I am a big fan of French macarons. The stunning colours, delicate flavourings and chewy textures… the only thing I don’t like is the price. Seriously. Considering the price just one of those tiny little delights retails for, I almost expect them to be diamond-encrusted.
Of course I appreciate they are a fiddle to make. I’ve had my fair share of cracked tops, sandy textures and uneven splodges to contend with, and after watching a recent episode of one of my favourite tv programmes “The Great British Bake Off”, I can see I am not alone.
Coconut macaroons are a very different beast, and something that are strangely Scottish. I say strangely, because coconut palms don’t line the shores here, but perhaps they come from the same tropical stable as pineapple tarts.