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Portrait of Charlotte Bronte at the Bronte Parsonage Museum |
Thursday, 21 April 2016
Charlotte Bronte and food
Today marks the bicentenary of the birth of Charlotte Bronte, the eldest of the three novelist sisters. Having previously blogged about food in Jane Eyre (published 1847), I thought that today would be a good opportunity to revisit these posts and what we learn about food in Bronte's best-known novel.
As I reread these posts I noticed the way Jane's relationship with food in the novel mirrors her journey to self-realization as a woman able to lead her life as she chooses.
Sunday, 3 April 2016
Eating Out
I love eating out almost as much as I love cooking. And living in London as I do, I'm lucky enough to have an amazing array of restaurants within easy reach offering me all types of food.
And it's not just dining in fine establishments - which to be honest I hardly ever do - which I enjoy. I love cafes, pub food, pizza chains and so on. It's partly the social element - since my eating out in London is always with friends or family - but also the enjoyment of having someone cook (and perhaps more importantly wash up and tidy away!) for me.
Thinking back over the posts I have written I realise there have been very references to eating out. Shakespeare's comic creation Falstaff, whom I wrote about here, eats and drinks regularly at the Boar's Head Tavern in Eastcheap and, although I did not blog about it, in Pride and Prejudice Jane and Elizabeth Bennet break a journey from London to Hertfordshire at an inn and dine at 'a table set out with such cold meat as an inn larder usually affords'.
And it's not just dining in fine establishments - which to be honest I hardly ever do - which I enjoy. I love cafes, pub food, pizza chains and so on. It's partly the social element - since my eating out in London is always with friends or family - but also the enjoyment of having someone cook (and perhaps more importantly wash up and tidy away!) for me.
Thinking back over the posts I have written I realise there have been very references to eating out. Shakespeare's comic creation Falstaff, whom I wrote about here, eats and drinks regularly at the Boar's Head Tavern in Eastcheap and, although I did not blog about it, in Pride and Prejudice Jane and Elizabeth Bennet break a journey from London to Hertfordshire at an inn and dine at 'a table set out with such cold meat as an inn larder usually affords'.
Friday, 25 March 2016
Hot Cross Buns
One of the things I love about food is the way that different foods mark out the year, its changing seasons and its various festivals. I particularly love cooking at Christmas and Easter, partly because many of the things i make on these occasions are once a year treats: the rarity of mince pies, Christmas cake and simnel cake makes both the making and eating of them all the more exciting.
At Easter Hot Cross Buns are top of my baking list. This year, with it being an early Easter, school only broke up yesterday. And what could be a better way to start my Easter holidays than by rolling my sleeves up and throwing flour all around the kitchen. Whilst supermarkets stock very tasty Hot Cross Buns, I love the satisfaction of making them myself, even if it means that with the rising and baking time I don't get to eat them until half-way through Good Friday. Today's batch only came out of the oven just before lunchtime!
At Easter Hot Cross Buns are top of my baking list. This year, with it being an early Easter, school only broke up yesterday. And what could be a better way to start my Easter holidays than by rolling my sleeves up and throwing flour all around the kitchen. Whilst supermarkets stock very tasty Hot Cross Buns, I love the satisfaction of making them myself, even if it means that with the rising and baking time I don't get to eat them until half-way through Good Friday. Today's batch only came out of the oven just before lunchtime!
Thursday, 17 March 2016
Don't blame the cook!
Everyone who cooks knows that cooking is an unpredictable business. A faithful recipe we have cooked time and time again to perfection doesn't come out as we expected it to. You take your eye off the clock for one minute and a burning smell begins to emanate from the oven. You take a beautifully-risen cake out of the oven, and when your back is turned it sinks.
But just sometimes it is not the cook's fault!
In Charles Dickens's novel Bleak House (1852-1853), a searing indictment of the English judicial system, the cook at the Sol's Arms, a tavern in the vicinity of the London courts, is unfairly maligned.
But just sometimes it is not the cook's fault!
In Charles Dickens's novel Bleak House (1852-1853), a searing indictment of the English judicial system, the cook at the Sol's Arms, a tavern in the vicinity of the London courts, is unfairly maligned.
Tuesday, 16 February 2016
Who Stole the Tarts?
The King and Queen of Hearts were seated on their throne .... In the very middle of the court was a table, with a large dish of tarts upon it: they looked so good, that it made Alice quite hungry to look them - "I wish they'd get the trial done," she thought, "and hand round the refreshments!" (Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll)
A few weeks ago I popped along to the British Library to see their foyer exhibition of Alice in Wonderland which is on until 17th April - http://www.bl.uk/events/alice-in-wonderland-exhibition. The exhibition - which is well worth a visit - opened in November 2015, to coincide with the 150th anniversary of the publication of Lewis Carroll's novel. Featuring the original manuscript and hand-drawn illustrations, the exhibition goes on to look at later editions - and illustrations - of the children's book, and to consider the way the novel has been reimagined and reappropriated in different societies and cultures.
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