Spiced Autumn Leaves

The leaves have been blown clean off the boughs in these strong, November winds; the debris left scattered at the foot of woods, in a patchwork of autumnal shapes. The log fires curl sweet smoke from chimney pots, breath catches on the cold air, and the woods are wet and bare. On these days, that…

Pumpkin and Quince

When the first winds of Autumn come blowing through, unpicking summer’s leaves and bringing them gently to the ground- it’s time to go and collect windfall.

Wild Moule

|Work those mussels|
Part the kelp curtains to find a free lunch, tightly sewn to the rocks, plucked and pulled, washed and trimmed, ready to cook on the beach in uncomplicated decadence.

Rhubarb Vodka Martini

|Drinking of you|
Slender long legs, a hat, bigger and floppier than anyone else’s, and flamboyant pink shoe… Rhubarb has arrived for the summer party.

Elderflower Cordial

|Respect your elder-flowers|
The best flowers are always out of reach, and hiding behind vast walls of nettles…

Away

|Colonsay can-I-stay|
To a far flung land, in search of a Crofter’s Cottage on ‘The Lonely Isle’ of Colonsay

Wild Garlic Mayonnaise

|Aiol-i want to do is eat wild food|
There, betwixt trees and bank, is the tapestry of little white stars, an astronomical, gastronomical and olfactory navigation; this is the search for wild garlic.