‘What’s tablet?’. It’s a question that probably every Scot has heard at some point in their lives. It’s a kind of Scottish fudge type thing, but isn’t. It’s just tablet. Then you start to explain the ingredients, and get to condensed milk, and you see the eyes light up! Tablet…
I rarely find myself writing on here these days, weeks seem to pass, recipes pile up and nothing appears. However having found a glut of wild raspberries by Loch Maree today I felt I had to mark the occasion by finally posting my recipe for cranachan cheesecake. This is a…
On the morning of 15th June 2016 all over the UK, independent retailers will be hosting Wake Up To Organic events, dishing up mini breakfasts, blogger demos and visits from local producers and suppliers. I will be joining in with a delicious healthy breakfast of Scottish berries, pepped up with spice and…
Of all the flavours of my west of Scotland childhood there is one that always springs to mind. Despite the proliferation of mince and tatties, steak pie and broths of various types, it is a dessert that speaks of my youthful sweet tooth. Ground rice pudding with stewed rhubarb. My…
Trifle is one of my abiding memories of the 1980s, originally from the Birds packets and then homemade with fresh fruit and I think possibly swiss roll as well. And while for many it’s probably a little twee for me it’s an ideal comfort dessert and a wonderful sharing bowl…
Foraging is a term that is on everyone’s lips these days. Wild garlic, mushrooms, nettles and elderflowers are now seen as fairly standard ingredients as the search for free food has become fashionable. However growing up in the 1980s, for me wild food meant only one thing. Brambles, lots of…
If you’re a fan of STV Glasgow’s Riverside Show you’ve probably seen Liberty Vittert, ‘The American Cook’, cooking up American classics with our great Scottish ingredients. I’m delighted she has agreed to share a beautiful summer recipe that does just that. Take Yorkshire Pudding, and instead of unpopping, pop it,…
I rarely make desserts. I’ve mentioned this before. The desserts of my childhood, which I would have every day when being looked after by my Gran, were simple affairs, ground rice or custard, lovingly made to order and always with a square of cooking chocolate or a cube of jelly…
