My father always cooks more polenta than he needs for a meal. The excess he spreads on an oiled surface and chills. Next day, he cuts out chunks, fries them in olive oil and serves with salad.
Eating ready-made meals is about being very passive, and actively cooking is something that nothing compares to.
Food was always important in my family, but I didn't think of it as a vocation until a later point in life.
There used to be a time - it isn't so much the case now - that vegetarianism was some kind of religion, and either you belong or you don't belong.
Kirmizi biber has a sweet aroma and can vary in spiciness.
There are tons of wonderful places to eat in London.
