Anna Jones
A couple of weeks ago one of my food heroes, Sheila Dillon, came to interview me for one of my favourite radio shows: Radio 4's Food Programme. I am so used to Sheila's gentle tone filling my kitchen that it was quite...
Last week I hosted the most incredible brunch at Harrods to celebrate my range in the food halls rolling through to spring. It was a dream morning - many of my favourite people, a real feast, and an absolutely...
I am a tea person. I love the smell of coffee but it make me a bit loopy so I save it for days when I really need a boost. Tea is my drink. I drink about ten cups a day. It's pathetically predictable and British of me...
There has been a lot of discussion in recent years about eating ten, rather than the usually recommend five, portions of fruit and vegetables a day. Recently, new research from Imperial College has shown that...
Molten chocolate takes a lot of beating and it's difficult not to love anyone who makes these puddings for you. If there is one of these oozy chocolate puds on the menu in a restaurant I struggle to order anything...
If there's one thing that my friend Claire Ptak understands, it's that a really good slice of cake is a thing of beauty. Her bakery is one of my favourite places, a sanctuary of cake - little rows of the flakiest...
January is a month for looking forward. Whilst I set gentle intentions, I have been thinking more generally about the food that will be gracing our tables in the year to come. Our food appetites, like fashions and...
January gets a bad write-up but it’s a time of year I love – a time to gather thoughts to let the holiday glow slowly dim. I let it run until about the 15th, when I gently lay down some intentions for the year...
I won’t bore you with how I’m not going to kick start my January with green juices or diets. Not dieting in January has thankfully become much more normal than embarking on a crazy short-lived detox. I do...
I love the few days before Christmas. In fact, I think I prefer them to the day itself. I thrive on the frantic last-minute shopping, the armfuls of bags, the evenings wrapping and tying presents. Queuing out the door...