Desperate Reader

I'm so enthusiastic about Diana Henry's books that I can't imagine my kitchen without them lined up on the shelf, they tend to...

This is more a quality than a quantity Phineas Redux ' (I love reading Trollope, but it does sometimes feel like a battle to make seriou...

I've written about this book before back in July 2012 (it was a cold summer, certainly cold enough to make a wintery cookbook very att...

The clocks have gone back, the Summer mugs have been packed away and the Winter ones are out, my flat still smells of fruit cake and toda...

Yesterday when I was all energetic after a half day at work and with the prospect of a whole day off today I dragged one friend out to th...

The time of year when I find myself hunched over a boiling pan of jewel coloured liquid (garnet tonight) frantically trying to read a sug...

This book came out in 2010 when I took a look at it and decided I didn't need another cookbook (I know, I know, I probably wasn't...

I had meant to write about Diana Henry's 'Food From Plenty' tonight - actually I've been meaning to write about it for we...

I have good intentions regarding spring cleaning but they never actually amount to very much. Autumn is a different matter - the run up t...

Autumn with it's mists and mellow fruitfulness (though sadly this year it's more fruitless than otherwise) is when the lure of the ...

Years ago I got a really good book about preserving called, of all things, ' Preserved ' by Nick Sandler and Johnny Acton. It...

You know it's an unseasonably cool summer when you find yourself leafing through a cookbook with a blurb that reads "...Diana Henry...