I squeezed some oranges from the fruit bowl this morning and did not realise they were blood oranges until deep red, juice poured from their cells and bled into the reservoir of my juicer. The liquid glowed with beauty. It seems that at the moment they are the only fruit that really are ripe, fresh and seasonal.
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Once I was lucky enough to eat breakfast at the Wolseley, 160 Piccadilly, London. For those who do not know the Wolseley it is a fin de siecle restaurant designed in the style of the European grand cafes.
Read MoreRoast turbot
Although expensive turbot is one fish I single out for a treat. It cooks well and you don't need a large portion to make a meal. Eating this fine fish is about appreciating quality rather than quantity. A fine principle to follow if you are still looking for a new year resolution.
Read MoreOne to remember - beetroot, chocolate and poppy seed cake
Today is Poppy Day - the day set aside to remember the decimation of the armed forces during the Great War. The 11th hour, on the 11th day of the 11th month is the date in 1918 when hostilities formally ended. Beautiful, scarlet poppies came to symbolise the men who lost their lives on the worst battlefields in Flanders. Where men lay dead poppies thrived.
Read MoreHake in beer batter
Fish and chips is such established Yorkshire food it is hard to believe it was Joseph Malin, a Jewish immigrant from Eastern Europe that introduced the country to the dish in 1860.
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