The view from the Victoria sponge

This blog covers a multitude of recent popular subjects. Baking being one of them. The drawing (it’s not a sketch for crying out loud ) is a first idea put down on paper very quickly and I just hope that I can get the same feeling onto the final as happened in this. It’s part of a series on the British which was somewhat interrupted by the Brexit shenanigans, and has caused me to think a little more about the project. We are not quite what I thought we were before the vote. Anyhow, politics aside, and that’s where they … Continue reading The view from the Victoria sponge

Five star bread and a five star Sainsbury Store.Go and try them both.No one’s paying for this ad.

My new best friends in London are the bakers at the Pavilion bread shop in Hackney and the Sainsbury mini store on Mare Street. First of all the bread, here’s what it looks like. Now we are talking pricey bread here but it really is worth it. ¬£3-50 for a loaf of bread? They do coffee too and if the bread’s anything to go by then that will be good too. There are also a range of eyewateringly priced cakes that make the bread seem cheap by comparison. I’ve yet to try them, I’ll need a win on the horses … Continue reading Five star bread and a five star Sainsbury Store.Go and try them both.No one’s paying for this ad.

To Sheffield, studying the northern diet?

They like good coffee in Sheffield, there are loads of great places to find it and with it comes some exceptional food. There are still places to get a bacon sandwich on gluey white bread but Sheffield seems to me to be going through a food revolution, with smart tiny places producing great stuff. One such that you should seek out as soon as possible is Joni¬†which can be found right next to the traffic lights on South Road in Walkey. Tiny inside and not over furnished this place specialises in macarons, which are just sensational melt in the mouth … Continue reading To Sheffield, studying the northern diet?

“…a corrupt policeman prodded my biscuits…”

Driving along listening to one of those morning programmes on Radio 4 that are described as ‘magazines’, I heard a radio presenter describe a television presenter/judge on a famous baking programme as “looking like a corrupt policeman with a swimming pool he had not properly earned”. It was a description that made me laugh because it seemed to describe the chap perfectly, and I cannot put my finger on quite why it was so accurate.Not only that but this presenter had actually been on the ‘Bake-off’ programme and had suffered having his biscuits prodded by this erstwhile arm of the … Continue reading “…a corrupt policeman prodded my biscuits…”