A few years ago after a trip to Florence I created a book for The Sketchbook Project in Brooklyn New York. I used images from my sketchbook and turned them into cyanotype prints and used some photos I had taken turning them into sepia images…
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On one of my visits to Florence I had a pink peppercorn risotto for lunch. It was beautiful! Subtle and delicate flavours perfectly suited to the warm and dappled February sunshine and chardonnay we were drinking. I have tried to recreate something similar, although it…
The Doria Pamphilj Gallery in Rome was a delightful discovery. Rome is a bit manic at any time of the year so finding a quiet place to wander around was lovely. For some reason it seems to be a bit of an undiscovered gem, not being over run with tourists like the Colosseum, Trevi Fountain or The Pantheon. Every inch is totally sumptuous with slightly crumbling edges, which is the bit I generally like the best. You could easily spend all day here slowly taking in each room and imagining what life would have been like if you had lived there at the pinnacle of its wealth and opulence. It is still privately owned by the same family and opening it to the public is their way of bringing in enough money to keep the building ticking over.
Florence is one of my favourite city’s in Italy. It has everything, food, art, architecture, a river, amazing views and friendly people. It is also relatively small so most places are walkable. La Specola is the oldest public museum in Europe and was founded in…
For many many years I have been making flapjack. Some time in the 1970’s my mum found a recipe on the back of a packet of oats that worked really well. We then lived on flapjack for years and it became famous with our friends. I have carried on the flapjack tradition and invented numerous twists on the original recipe. I am glad to say it has never failed and now my flapjack is famous amongst my friends just like my mums, I think she would be proud! Just before my mum died she made me some flapjack which I froze. It stayed in my freezer for five years because I couldn’t bear to part with it, that is how significant flapjack is to me!
Anyway my friends in Italy have a walnut tree and it gives them lots and lots of nuts each year. It is not to far off the next crop and there were still bowls of last years waiting to be used. I also found a jar of marmalade my friend had made and thought I’d give that combination a go. I am please to say it went down well and another batch was needed a week or two later.
Walnut and Marmalade Flapjack
- Melt together 6oz butter, 4oz honey and half a jar of thick cut marmalade.
- When melted add chopped walnuts stir well.
- Add 12oz of oats and 4oz chestnut flour (any gluten free flour will do but chestnut adds to the nutty taste)
- Mix thoroughly and press into a small roasting tin pre lined with greaseproof paper.
- Cook in a preheated oven on medium heat for about 10 minutes until the edges are just starting to go brown. It might not look properly cooked in the middle but trust me it will be and this is the key to lovely gooey flapjack!
- Once out of the oven lightly cut into sections while still hot but don’t turn out of the tin.
- Leave to cool and then lift out the greaseproof paper and re cut the pieces. It will keep in an air tight tin for at least a week and is also very good for freezing.
My name is Sarah and I am from Yorkshire in the UK. I am an artist www.sarahgracedye.com educator and curator who loves to explore and discover new places, people and food. I love to cook and am constantly working my way into peoples kitchens to learn about food and collect recipes, ideas and tips which I hope to share with you. I was diagnosed with coeliacs disease in the summer of 2016 (which has changed my life!) so all my recipes are gluten free. I am also a champion of simple affordable food that is good for you. At home I rarely use a recipe (although I love to read recipe books and have many) for me it is all about using everything in the cupboards and not wasting anything. My food is heavily influenced by my travels and serves as regular memories of amazing people and places I have encountered on my journey.
Stanage Edge is one of my happy places, I have been coming here since the age of one when my dad would carry me on his back all the way to the top. I am pleased to say I don’t need carrying now, I can manage it under my own steam!