Month: March 2010

An evening at La Cucina Caldesi & a Recipe for Deboned Stuffed Poussin

Oh, life has been pretty busy, eh? You may have noticed that from my posts. I am moving house again. I may start a new blog all about that – I seem to do that more than anything else! Although that would be incredibly tedious, for you and me, and, oh just about everything that can sense any sort of boredom or pain, so maybe I will stick with this monument to pleasure and weight gain that I call Eat Like a Girl. Sadly, this means that cooking chez moi has all but decreased to nothing. For now my home has ceased to be one, and is an ocean of boxes, vomiting their contents everywhere, while I anxiously decide what’s for the chop, the charity shop, or my new abode. In the middle of that, I am looking for a new place to live, which offers an anxiety all of its own, especially when I don’t have the time to dedicate to it. Before you comment, I know that must change and it will, any …

Cornish Pasta at Fifteen, Cornwall

Cornish Pasta? You mean pasty? No? Pasta?! Yes folks! Cornish Pasta. I’ve just spent a wonderful weekend at Watergate Bay in Cornwall, in fact I am still here, but I had to tell you about this before I left. Fifteen Cornwall, as part of its policy of sourcing 80% of it’s products from Cornwall, has worked with local farmer Charlie Watson Smyth, who has grown, tended to and harvested Cornwall’s first commercially used durum wheat. Six tonnes of this wheat, stone ground in Cornwall, is going to be made into authentic Cornish pasta. Exciting and innovative, isn’t it? So supportive of local industry too. I was at Fifteen Cornwall yesterday and watched a student make pasta from it. I’ve got a packet in my suitcase to cook when I get home. I’ll let you know how it is. I’ve had a terrific food soaked weeked of fabulous and local food, foraging on the beach, farmer’s marketing and all of it was topped off with the tasting menu at Fifteen. How sad I am to leave! …

Slow Roast Wild Boar Belly with Cider & Puy Lentils

One day, on a trip to Borough Market, I spied two burly butchers carrying what looked like a small and very hairy headless werewolf about the size of a large dog with great hurry into their shop. I had had a couple of glasses of wine, so with much speed and no hesitation I ran in after them to enquire, is that a wild boar?! YES, I was told grumpily, as they slammed it on the counter. It was bristly and muddy, and very much wild; this little guy had come straight from the forest. Fresh wild boar! OOOH, maybe I could buy some of the belly? I popped in some days later to enquire. There was none on the counter but they had some out the back, and carved a 1.5kg slab for me to take home and play with in exchange for £12 per kilo. I sound like a wild boar myself now, don’t I? But, my, I was curious and very excited! What would it be like? How would it compare with …

Posh Lunch Club at The River Cafe

I love the River Cafe. It’s so bright and cheerful. By the Thames, the room is lined with high large windows and the room is flooded with light. A big woodfired oven blazes at the end of the room, and the kitchen and bar line the restaurant. Staff buzz behind and high ceilings mean the surrounding customer chatter isn’t imposing. It’s really nice and lively. Even the toilets are cheerful with big bright doors of different colours. It’s at the high end of most budgets, and mine is no exception, so it’s been a while since I visited. Some years ago, pre blog days in fact. Imagine, there was a time when I didn’t blog?! I have long been a fan of their style of cooking, simple flavoursome Italian far so I was excited at the prospect of a return visit, especially as I had secured a reservation with the Winter lunch offer of 3 courses for £24. Ruth Rogers and Rose Gray are accredited with changing perceptions of Italian food in this country, and …

How was your St Patrick’s Day?

How was your St Patrick’s Day? Mine is represented by these tights and this soup. Fun, eclectic, decadent and oh so very green with a tiny hint of glamour. I lived it up and celebrated in style and, boy, am I paying the price today… it’s not easy being green! A little debauchery every now and then is good for the soul though, it’s important to clear out the cobwebs, dance a little jig, sing a song or two and start afresh the next morning. The soup was the start of a wonderful lunch at Racine in Kensington. It was my first visit, why did it take me so long?! I know Henry on twitter, and he knew that we were coming. We had messaged ahead to ensure that we could have the much feted bone marrow with spring garlic on toast. As a treat he also prepared this gorgeous and special soup for Paddy’s Day for us. A light watercress broth with pike boudin topped with black truffle slices which were arranged like shamrocks. It …

HELP! We NEED YOUR votes! Send us to ARGENTINA!

HELP! We need your votes! Vote No. 5! There’s less than 23 hours left to vote for us to win a trip to Argentina… I am getting nervous. We’ve been shortlisted for a competition with the most amazing prize of a trip to Argentina. The vote keeps going up and down and it’s very, very close – currently we’re second. We’re nearly there – the vote closes at 5pm GMT tomorrow. We need every single vote you can give us. Please vote for us! http://bibendum-times.com/argento-vote-for-your-favourite Why? * We dressed as a gorilla, gave away free fine wines to the public in the center of London ,and made people smile, even the security guard who had to move us on. * It was a great idea! And it has kick started a whole series of public guerrilla tastings that you can go to. * We deserve it! We work very hard doing all of this stuff for free, and for fun. * We’re not winning, or at the very least it’s very close, and we need all of …

Posh Lunch Club at Kitchen W8, Kensington

Posh Lunch Club last week could only be a success, for I was to be in affable company. Oliver Thring, fellow blogger and now writer, joined me for a sojourn to the wilds of Kensington. Always cheerful and ever sharp, I knew we would have some fun. We had booked lunch at Kitchen W8, a restaurant not on my radar at all, and for that reason, I was keen to try it. It’s like watching a film without seeing a trailer, or reading a review, and not really being sure what to expect as a result.  It can be very successful or perplexing, I wondered what I would get. En route, I spied a tweet from Ollie, stating that they had tried to seat us at the worst table in the room, even though the restaurant was empty. I sighed and speeded on, as ever a fashionable ten minutes late. Chronoptimism, my faithful stalker. On arrival I spied a beige room, with lots of emaciated blonde older diners, lots of Ladies-What-Lunch. As a less svelte …

Join me on Facebook & Help Send Me to Argentina!

It’s taken a little bit of time to get with the Facebook programme. I wondered if I had the time. I am already very active on twitter and flickr, and spend a lot of time cooking and doing all sorts of other things relating to food. Could I justify more time? I asked around, why do people do it? Why is it useful? The answer was that it is a great space to do things that you may not do on your blog. Competitions, events, general announcements. But, I do that on twitter? Lots of people use facebook and don’t use twitter it seems. Most people that read this blog perhaps. So, it made sense that Eat Like a Girl have a home there too. I’ve only just set it up and am feeling lonely. So, please come join me. I promise it will be useful, and I will never ever spam you. In other news, our Guerrilla Wine Tasting is taking off. Our second one will be very soon. It has a life of …

Posh Lunch Club at The Ledbury

Well posh lunch club is very posh, we know that. But now, it’s very posh indeed, for we have been to 2 michelin star restaurant, The Ledbury. The Ledbury has been on my list for a long time. The long ineffectual list where places langour interminably. It was raised to prominence once I saw a photo of a gorgeous, pretty amuse of beetroot meringue with foie gras. Within 5 minutes of seeing that, I had secured a lunch reservation for a set menu at a very reasonable £22.50 for two courses or £27.50 for three. On a cosy quiet Notting Hill St, The Ledbury sits unassuumingly on a corner. Very elegant and affluent, there’s no mistaking that this is high end. It’s spacious and bright, with large windows supprting a high ceiling. It was busy but very gentle. The service was charming and I immediately felt at ease. This is posh lunch club, so I have to do the set lunch menu, but there is a very attractive tasting menu on offer also. We started …

February in Food

What a treat to wake up this morning to a bright blue sky. A bright blue sky! There was a big ball of fire in the middle. Were I in a chicken licken frame of mind, I may have panicked, but no, today is March 1st and it is spring. That ball of fire is the sun, gently warming my grey, rain battered frost kissed skin. Daffodils are starting to peep up through the earth, tentatively poking bright green shoots out, and crocuses have thrown all caution to the wind and are brightening up dull gardens. Can you tell I love it? Hurrah for spring. February was brief and hurried, those 4 weeks always seem to fly, especially after that dreaded hanger on of a month, January. I was starting to feel invigorated and hopeful. Sun and bright skies were surely near. I counted the weeks to British Summer Time (4 weeks left now) and started to do more fun things. I’ve been very busy, both indoors and out, working on a blog redesign. It’s …

A Butchery Class at Allens of Mayfair

Life is one long education. I love learning new things, and picking up a new skill if I have a chance. I have been to a number of classes in the last few months, all fun things, and great experiences, starting with a Ham Class at Brindisa and most recently a Pig Masterclass at Trinity. An opportunity to explore hands on butchery at one of Londons oldest butchers recently arrived in my inbox. How could I resist? It was a fantastic experience, and I suspect we will all be writing about it, so, bear with me if you have read about this before. A small group of food bloggers were in attendance when I arrived, gathered around a large and quite fantastic octagonal table. Slabs of meat were waiting to be butchered. A quick finger count revealed that I have 10, a complete set, and I was advised to listen to the health and safety chat and endeavour to hold on to them. When complete, I donned a white butchers coat and an apron and …