A Cep Platter maybe, but this was the wholesome, honest and good kind…….no connection to the other bloke…!
Walking around the market this week we came across the mushroom man and being the correct time of year he was purveying an array of ceps. We had already sorted dinner that night but found ourselves diverted by the fragrant ceps along with some gorgeous golden Girolle purchased from a little old lady who collects them herself and then sells them on in the market place. Continue reading Cep Platter→
It was so grey and wet here in earlier this week in London, I decided to have some sunshine food in the form of tagliatelle and salmon, a friend gave us some cavolo nero from their garden so I added that into the theme.
After I had lightly poached and flaked the salmon, I blanched the cabbage and when the tagliatelle was cooked in lightly salted water and drained , I popped the salmon cabbage and little lemon zest into the pan with plenty of black pepper a little Cornish sea salt and a squeeze of lemon juice . In a separate pan, I warmed through a some Creme Fraiche and ran that through the warm pasta.
My brother Karl-Heinz is an epic cook and is probably responsible for having fired my interest in cookery when, as the older teen, he began his culinary journey worshiping at the feet of the legendary Keith Floyd. A really happy memory for me from years back is Karl-Heinz’s rendition of Floyd’s chicken cooked in beer served with tagliatelle….happy days…. Continue reading Karl-Heinz and The Minx→
We had already sorted dinner that night but found ourselves diverted by the fragrant ceps along with some gorgeous golden Girolle purchased from a little old lady who collects them herself and then sells them on in the market place. Continue reading Cep Platter 
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