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Berkshires, Berlin and books

Length: 4 mins I’m a little brain dead. A little under the weather. A little out of sorts. A little tired. Of so many things in this hellish time. With 1 in every 200 Palestinians having been slaughtered by the Zionist war-machine, ably… Read More »Berkshires, Berlin and books

A centipede of pork chops

Length: < 1 min An apposite quote via the rather talented Chris Cosentino (I mean he’s a Chris, come on, what do you expect?): His attraction to offal is well documented and as you, gentle, bright, smart reader will have already worked out, he’s… Read More »A centipede of pork chops

Chris Cosentino & offal

Salt me some meat, mate.

Length: 4 mins Is there any culture, ethnic group or country that doesn’t have some sort of salted pork or beef dish; one that often sits front and centre? Religious dietary strictures aside, of course. And yes, I know the same process isn’t… Read More »Salt me some meat, mate.

Jellied stock…

Length: 2 mins Don’t those words make “you shiver with antici–Pation” (a hat tip there, for Tim Curry’s “Rocky Horror” tour-de-force)? Known as Pi dong, in Shanghai where it’s frequently used to ‘stuff’ soup dumplings. It’s a rich stock, sliceable when chilled but… Read More »Jellied stock…

Am I bitter? Nope.

Length: 3 mins Eating bitter. 吃苦 (chīkǔ) A Hakka concept. There’s an element of “pain first, then pleasure” (or maybe better, say “sweetness” rather than “pleasure”, so that you don’t think I’m simply straying into S&M territory) or “no pain, no gain” implicit… Read More »Am I bitter? Nope.

Kimchi Kojin kilned

Length: < 1 min The hand-built kimchi jar has gone into the kiln overnight, for its first firing to biscuit. We suitably propitiated the kiln god and rang the kiln bell. It’ll have cooled enough be able to be handled around 8pm tomorrow I… Read More »Kimchi Kojin kilned

Brown clay pot, with black and red and white skeleton fishes imprinted on it.

Fill yer Derby Kell, gal!

Length: < 1 min Eh, fill yer what? Rhyming slang son, rhyming slang. “Derby Kelly” is belly. Pretty sure I was introduced to boiled beef & carrots (albeit mashed, natch!) by my Mum. Equally pretty sure that there were no Gerbers or similar bottled… Read More »Fill yer Derby Kell, gal!

Browned chunks of beef along with sliced orange carrots cooking away in a deep, metal pan, with some onions and stock in the bottom.
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