May 10, 2016

I breathe urban petrichor and honeysuckle heaviness,

Look to a sky drawing its heels across cement grey

Where gold burning rings rim the floss-soft sweetness

And mark how we are the storm's ledge, toeing the season's edge.

One of my favourite memories from living in Kent is when I worked in a local farm kitchen, in the middle of the countryside. It was my job ...

From the wonderful Sophie at The Cake Hunter Blood Orange & Almond Polenta Cake (adapted from Jerusalem by Yotam Ottolenghi ...