Chef was a 5ft 1inch thunder-storm. She was electric, caustic, irreverent, foul-mouthed and harder than a bent coffin nail. She kept her hair shaved tight back and sides and sported a jet-black 2 inch tall ‘full-hawk’ on top. She was insanely beautiful and ran The Kitchen like a rock-star, she was one of only a… Read More Rock & Roll Chicken, Jalepenos, lime & lager
“Chicken is a blank canvas, it’s there to be interfered with…….it needs to be…it needs to be brutalised and scandalised……I need to brutalise and scandalise my chicken Rory – lets go to work” Tony slid off the bags of flour stacked 4 tall in the dry store above the Kitchen, stubbed his Marbolo Red on… Read More The Scandalised Chicken Shred
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
“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
I learned curry at the hands of an Indian master named Shivani – a stunningly beautiful women from New Delhi who was instrumental in guiding me into the alchemy and storm that is cooking. I walked into her kitchen during the summer break of my 2nd year at University looking for a job washing pots,… Read More Chicken Vindaloo, the reason I cook and how she made it happen….
The Bicycle Thief 