“Jump you fucker” “Shut the fuck up you bunch of twats” “Jump, do it…do it now…the waters gonna drop” “Arrrgghh Jesus…why am I here……..you bastards” ‘Fat’ Eddie McKeown stood 25 feet above the North Atlantic on a out-cropping of cliff in a borrowed day-glow yellow wet suit staring directly down into the Devil’s Pot. The… Read More Eddies ‘Big Deal’ pasta
The body fell from Lawrence’s shoulder onto the block with a depressing thud, it had already seen the blade postmortem, it was halved ‘North to South’*, head removed and feet already boiling down in a large grey vat………… Lawrence handed me the knife and told me to familiarise myself with its weight, feel and temper. I… Read More Brooklynn-Cut Tomahawk pork…& how to hold a deadly blade
The middle of October on the North Coast is an unforgiving place to be, the drizzle is constant, the wind is barbaric and the buzz of the season is gone. The tourists and their sun-screen have long since departed reducing the town to its raw exposed parts – quiet bars and lonely streets, even the… Read More Thai Yellow fish with BBQ Shrimp…not a Reuben
When you cook with Italians – you don’t actually cook, you’re life gets flipped upside down, you kinda get shunted around, snarled at a lot and prodded with wooden spoons and elegant fingers. I am a dude in a woman’s realm here and I’m ridiculously……..hopelessly….. out of my depth…………. My Italian family live in the… Read More Melanzane parmigiana…The Mafia and an Italian Kitchen
“Good looking Monk Tom , where’s it from” “The sea Rory, you hung over again”? “Smart arse” “It might very well have been Rory – but without its academic history I’ll never know” Tom’s left hook landed square on my jaw preceded by his deft feint – I hit the canvas…..then reached for my wallet… Read More Smart-Arse Monkfish, Artichoke hearts, sun-blushed tomatoes and Couscous
The Bicycle Thief 