Tag Archives: Food writing

Starring roles

For the newest members of the Famale family, I thought it would be a good idea to introduce you to our cast of characters. Unlike Nigella and her fake multi-ethnic friend grouping, these people actually exist. Mamma Famale Loves: Anything … Continue reading

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Sweet 16

Where I’m from, we don’t do sweet sixteen parties. My 16th year was celebrated by Famale Sister Senior sneaking me into a local pub long since shut down and introducing me to her now husband, long vodkas all round. But … Continue reading

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Gin sundaes

The most beautiful actress in the world according to Famale was Ingrid Bergman. This has been a long-standing admiration, cemented even more when she became an Italiana through marriage. But I didn’t know of her insatiable appetite until recently. An … Continue reading

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All quiet on the western front

It really is quiet. There is no sound apart from my own fear. Of exams that is, not life in general. The intricacies¬†of dead peoples’ wills is today’s loom and doom and has made me ponder what I will leave … Continue reading

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Mother and the addict(s)

Hello. I’m Famale. I’m addicted to basil. It’s true. I just can’t get enough, just can’t get enough. My Italian family had rows and rows of basil which grew outside with very little attention, apart from the dog and the … Continue reading

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Child’s play

I was reading year-old copies of the Sunday Times magazine in the doctor’s waiting room the other day and came across an article which caught Famale’s attention. It was a list of food that if you’re eating, you’ve regressed and … Continue reading

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This charming man

If only Famale could have just one of Bradley Cooper’s pills in Limitless, she could get these essays out of the way and on to batch no.2 (essays, not baking). Yesterday Don and I went to Lucky 7 on Bath … Continue reading

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The domino effect

One scone leads to another scone which leads to the feeling of complete and utter doughiness. Now I’ve mastered the art of the scone, I decided to ‘go large’. Good training for when I have to work in McDonalds when … Continue reading

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Positive prescription

Tonight for company I have my laptop, a cup of tea and Professor Kenneth Reid’s The Law of Property in Scotland. The keyboard of my much-beloved Mac is still sticky from when I accidentally poured Lucozade over it last week. … Continue reading

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Hang me up to dry

Waiting for the bank to open at 9am this morning with an odd couple and a crazy man with a suitcase full of anti-government magazines and dirty hands was not helping my residual queasiness. But by some good fortune, the … Continue reading

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