In frames as large as rooms that face all ways
And block the ends of streets with giant loaves,
Screen graves with custard, cover slums with praise
Of motor-oil and cuts of salmon, shine
Perpetually those sharply-pictured groves
Of how life should be. (Philip Larkin, ‘Essential Beauty’) Continue reading “Food and Advertising”
Welsh cakes
It seems surprising that, nearly 5 years after starting this blog (in January 2014), and with 102 posts under my belt, so little of the food I’ve written about has had a regional emphasis. Whilst many of the texts have a strong sense of place, the food is often less regionally-specific. Continue reading “Welsh cakes”
A Working Man’s Tea
After a tea of sausages and tinned tomatoes he sat by the fire smoking a cigarette. (Alan Sillitoe, Saturday Night and Sunday Morning) Continue reading “A Working Man’s Tea”
Food and obsession
I’m making him cook better. Absolute ban on frozen food. I must have fruit, green vegetables. I have steak. Salmon. (John Fowles, The Collector) Continue reading “Food and obsession”