Roadtrips et autres histoires – Cake au maïs, comme à Caravan

[Roadtrips and other stories – A cornbread just like at Caravan] Sometimes, all I want is to put my warmest boots on, and escape to a place outside of time. I would drive there for hours. To the sound of wind and the smell of rain through the open windows. I would wake up too early in the morning. And have a coffee; or two. ...

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On water and flour – Cong you bing or green onion pancakes

There is something about flour bond with water. Something that possibly goes back to those afternoons spent sat on the kitchen counter, watching my grand-mother making pâte brisée [shortcrust pastry], which I would – of course – nibble on. Of the unbaked kind. So the prospect of mixing flour and water to a dough, then sprinkled with a generous handful of chopped spring onions – ...

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