Anglo- Italian Trifle

"Seasonal cooking is anyway better suited to those who live in sunnier climates. The rest of us need to make the most of what warmth is offered, and much of the time this has to emanate from the kitchen rather than from the skies outside. Summer is an idea, a memory, a hopeful projection. Sometimes when it's grey outside & cold within, we need to conjure up the sun, some light, a lazy feeling of having all the wide-skied time in the world to sit back and eat warmly with friends." Nigella Lawson


Having done the turkey on the 10th I felt I could do what I liked for Christmas Eve. I chose my menu from Forever Summer as this book has become an important part of my year. I left the lovely New Zealand lamb for 24 hours in its heavenly aromatic ras el hanout and coriander marinade and made the caponata (minus the egg) just before we sat done to dinner. My husband chose a lovely Australian Merlot to go with the lamb, a perfect, delicous combination. We really enjoyed ourselves, and left just enough room for the anglo-italian trifle. As I was working on Christmas Day we opened our gifts at midnight, and then watched Joyeux Noel, a beautiful French film with Diane Kruger and Guillaume Canet. A perfect end to a perfect evening.
Happy Christmas and a very Happy New Year to you all!

I tend to turn to the pasta chapter when looking for quick and easy supper options and have been very impressed so far. I love rocket so was looking forward to this dish, and even ignored my anchovy aversion, and added one fillet (baby steps!) to the pesto. Once tossed with the pasta the ricotta sauce seemed to cling for dear life to the tagliolini, and I found it a bit heavy to be truthful. The rocket flavour was too overbearing for me, so the anchovy nearly went unnoticed. Not my favourite though, and I think I'll try it with basil next time, or milder baby rocket leaves.



What can I say other than this is one of my proudest achievements?! As I was saying to a friend yesterday, my inner Bree emerged for a brief tangible moment. The recipe itself isn’t too demanding, although time consuming, but I wouldn’t have embarked on this adventure without my trusty Kitchen Aid – far too much hard work and elbow grease involved otherwise. I fed an obscene amount of butter into the pastry, lump by lump, so you can’t pretend not to know what’s in there, and proudly watched it rise three times like a mother hen guarding her chicks. By the time I actually got round to baking them it was 2 am, as I’d been waiting for the latest episode of Feast (I’m a night owl anyway). The house smelt like a boulangerie, the cat and I both had our noses in the air, watching the huge snowflakes fall. Bliss! I had to test one there and then for experiments purposes of course and had to restrain myself from going back for more. Next time (oh there will be a next time I promise) I’ll add some dried fruit and some spices to add another dimension.

Winter has officially arrived. On Friday the city turned to ice, and the snow started falling early Saturday morning. We had a guest from Ottawa to visit, and went to buy the 8ft christmas tree together. I've been cooking some warm weather recipes from Delias Christmas book and Feast to get us in the mood. So apologies for the little break. I went to the fishmongers for the bass, no bass... fresh cod fillets were suggested instead. I halved the recipe for the two of us and served it with wild rice. The sherry-plumped sultanas and toasted pinenuts made an interesting sweet, crunch effect, and the fish had absorbed the saffron flavour. After a recent discussion on saffron I invested some hard earned cash in the real stuff, not the dried hay smelling american saffron that's been in the cupboard for a year, but the spanish threads, that come in TINY boxes. Well worth it, in my humble opinion. Very tasty.