This nutty goddess of a bulgur salad, mixed with cranberries and a hint of lemon has made my weekend. Well, Friday evening. Saturday afternoon. And even the grey and cloudy Sunday morning became a friendlier one while…

One of the most satisfying moments in a kitchen has to be the successful attempt to (re)create a dish from scratch, without a recipe & no ingredients given, merely the recollection of what it tasted like when you enjoyed it. A dish for instance that you had at a restaurant or a store-bought something rather.

When I was a kid, my mum often asked me in the morning what I wanted to have for lunch after school and chances were high that my first or second choice would have always been thin pancakes filled with jam and cinnamon sugar – it was nonnegotiable, from my point of view.

One small detail in his book struck me the most – he had used an ingenious method to poach an egg. In case your Easter plans warrants a poached egg, why not try this for yourself?