setting the table for brunch with friends
tomatoes and basil for roasting
portabella mushrooms, smeared with garlic butter awaiting a roasting
spinach and feta frittata on the hob
lemon butter and lemon sole on a bed of spinach and samphire about to be baked en papillote
This blog is about six weeks old. I have been trying, really I have, to take lots of photographs of the food that I’m cooking. Afterall, if I’m asking people to come and eat at my home, they want to see that I can cook, right? Well, what do my photographs show? Mostly that I can prep food well. I almost always forget to take pictures once I’ve actually cooked something. Why? Because I’m greedy. When the food has reached perfection, I’m not going to tinker around with a camera while it cools. No, I’m at the table stuffing it into my mouth. Savouring every mouthful. The post-massacre dinner plate is not worthy photographic subject matter.
I’m slightly better at getting pictures of the dude’s baking. Only because he’s got an ascetic streak that ensures we wait before digging into his spoils. He likes a bit of delayed gratification. So, plenty of time to hang around and take photographs of his cakes and bread.
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