Category Archives: Breakfast
Props, pancakes and professionalism
The dizzying heights of colour-coordinated prop house shelves were our backdrop on sunny Monday as we scoured for Salad Club-style crockery, cutlery and napiery for our first book shoot. Tempted by just about everything, and with no idea on how … Continue reading
Brunch for two
My late Friday night plans to make a late Saturday morning brunch were rudely disrupted when upstairs’ builders started work at 8 this morning. I’d intended to go to bed late, wake late, lie in late and cook late. After … Continue reading
Creamed corn
Whenever I see cobs of corn on the market at this time of year, I get a bit of a cheap thrill. This is nothing to do with Autumn’s harvest or the beauty of a season passing (we’ve done that … Continue reading
Breakfast in Baleal
Good afternoon all! I seem to be punctuating the sterling work coming from Ellie’s home kitchen with fleeting tales of foreign jaunts and meals away from home – how did that happen?! Better pack up my flip flops, pull on … Continue reading
Elderflower cordial, enchiladas, potholes and antiques
This week has been fun, and pretty random so far – all in line with the weather as things at Salad Club often tend to be. Bank Holiday Monday (16ºC, overcast with sunny spells) began with a hungover household, some … Continue reading
Tostadas con Palta: from Chile to Brixton
Imagine a land where sacks of avocados are sold like potatoes and for half the price. Where every emerald pear is perfect – bright and buttery, with just enough bite to make itself known to the teeth – the flesh … Continue reading
Best granola! (to be pronounced in an American accent)
I think granola is just the American word for muesli and though I much prefer our strange and earthy, somewhat comical, name for it, there’s something more satisfying to be had from the tinkling noise of these toasted clusters hitting … Continue reading
An extra hour for sausages
After a busy secret supper on Saturday and a late night’s prep on Friday, Sunday morning called for a sit down and some sausages before heading to Ellie’s for the big clean. I was reminded of the clocks going back … Continue reading
Beach hut brunch
Yesterday’s cool, bright weather had me in a yellow beach hut on the South coast making scotch eggs by candle light. Limited to a small gas oven, a packet of real cheap bangers and half a dozen eggs in a … Continue reading
A bit scrambled
After a ‘sociable’ evening at the restaurant, the only thing fit to prepare Ellie and I for the big clean is a good egg (or two). Sometimes fried, occasionally boiled but most often scrambled until light and fluffy, with a … Continue reading
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