Tagliata for Sarah (aka Drag Queen steak)

Sarah is my partner Jarod’s best friend. Sarah got married in Modica, Sicily and threw a three-day bash where she spoilt each and everyone of us with food, booze and trips to the beach. We spoilt her with a drag show full glitter, glamour and polyester wigs. You’ve not known fear until you’re confronted with three hairy gays in gold lame looking at you for their cue with love in their hearts and murder in their eyes lest you cockRead more

Sam’s Turkish fish stew

Sam Semple is one of my oldest and dearest friends. I first met him in 1999 when we were both editors on Douglas Adams’ community website h2g2, the idea of which was to create a user generated version of the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy. The site went through some turbulent times which Sam and I weathered to survive a particular bleak winter (3 months over Christmas with no pay) to come out the other side richer and employed byRead more

Neither hurried nor harried eggs

Until I met Jarod, I was never a big egg eater, with fried eggs being a particular challenge. Jarod¬†inhales eggs any which way they come. There’s a myth that scrambled eggs are quick and easy to make. That’s half true. Easy? Yes. quick? No. If you knock up scrambled eggs in under five minutes, you’ve done the humble egg a great disservice. The key with these scrambled eggs is in the cooking. The very, very slow cooking and this recipeRead more