My uncle theorised that the reason why street food tasted so good and could not be replicated at home was down to the honest sweat of the vendor. At the time I pulled a face but I secretly agreed with what he was trying to say. My uncle while not a wordsmith had a point […]
Hash with kid goat and Israeli hot sauce (Zhug)
Mondays are undoubtedly loathsome and so I set about to defeat the Monday blues by making one of my happiest dishes. I had made a leg of kid over the weekend and I cunningly kept back some of the cooked meat which I hid at the back of the fridge out of my father-in-law’s sight. […]
