Sometimes a food wave can sneak up on you like a gentle north coast Cornish rip tide, pulling you under despite the warning signs. And here it is, the newest oldest food fad set to hit the palates of the nation: historic retro. Think retro, then go back a few centuries so that your culinary direction is set by the stars of the 17th, 18th, even as far back as the 14th century. continue reading
In honour of last week’s Farmhouse Breakfast Week, a wee fry-up was in order. I say ‘wee’ meaning small, but heck, it wasn’t small, this was a carnivorous tableau, a paean to mornings, an offering to the breakfast gods. And all in the face of those contintental types: “ooo, must dash, just got time to grab a coffee.” A coffee? Where are the carbs in that? They’re not hiding behind the caffeine and yes I love a croissant every now and then but please, it’s a snack.
Then there are those who can’t ‘stomach’ breakfast because it’s too early in the morning. Too early? I’ve spent all night without eating and now I need to … break my fast. I can’t think of a better time to fill my gut.
So, on to the important stuff, the ingredients. Wonderful eggs with sunshine yolks and back bacon sourced locally from Little Halgavor Farm, Bodmin. No white watery oozings here, just caramelly-crispy rind and real fat. Hogs pudding from Alistair at Liddicoats in Lostwithiel, their own recipe, made on the premises (mamma mia it was good) and black pudding sourced from aforesaid butcher but made in the Outer Hebrides.
The result? Have a look for yourself. Pretty healthy when you consider that it was all cooked in the oven bar the poached eggs and beans. Who needs an espresso in a ceramic thimble and some flakey pastry arc de beurre for brekkie when you can have this. We win.