We used to grow onions on our allotment in Stalybridge that where as chubby as a baby's cheek. We grew onions in our tiny cottage garden at Drovers, they where like bunched fists spreading out over the summer into moderately sized but very tasty onions but since we've grown them at Pig Row our dreams of plaiting them round our necks, donning a stripy t-shirt, beret and bicycle has been rather shrunken down. Not even a haughty hamster would have enough to wear around their necks and the mere idea of riding through the villages on a bicycle to show off our pitiful harvest is dismissed. So, what's going wrong?
Saturday, November 15, 2014
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Back in 2011 we started to keep a visual record of what we where cooking and eating. There have been some unmitigated disasters, like putting too much bicarb into a banana cake - fishy taste anyone? Adding boiled eggs to a curry - weird texture in your mouth and the feeling you're a magician pushing them out of your mouth, cracking them open and watching the bird twitter away. Then there was the tomato omelette - let's not go there. Over the last four years we have recorded the best of our kitchen meals from cooking on electric to solid fuel.