Hold The Anchovies Please

“These sausage rolls are almost as good as your Mum’s” says the excited voice down the phone, you must blog about this place it’s amazing.  I’ve left them one of your cards.  “This place” was Rosalind’s Kitchen and the enthusiastic call was from Mr.  Coincidentally, I…

It’s done.  The Christmas cake is finished and after feeding it daily with whisky stolen from Mr’s stash (don’t tell him, but at some point he’ll notice the bottle of Ardbeg is empty) I am more than delighted with the results. I was sent Delia’s…