
Nine meat boxes down the line, and I’m starting to wonder how many ways you can make a sausage exciting. I’m not a big fan of them myself – except in two contexts: a sausage and egg sandwich (+ white bread + butter + ketchup), and SAUSAGE ROLLS. A defining sausage roll moment of my life was recently at my dear friends’ wedding on New Year’s Eve. After a long, exhaustingly brilliant night in the brutal Scottish cold, some beautiful, homemade sausage rolls magicked out of thin air to feed the hardcore partygoers. And I tell you, that was hands down my favourite moment of that wedding. Never was a sausage roll so needed and appreciated… Continue reading

Black pudding can be rank, or it can be delicious. I’ve never experienced the latter, but mind you I’ve not eaten much black pudding in the first place. It’s one of those few English ‘delicacies’ whose taste I never understood, and I’ve generally chosen to stay away from it. I think one of my latest encounters with black pudding was when I tried the Hawksmoor Breakfast for Two (which can only be described as epic). Even then, I turned down the black pudding and slurped up the bone marrow instead. 
