Wont forget my first jet lagged morning in New York. Hungry as hell I stomped towards Soho in need of the Apple shop and sustenance. Fanelli’s menu in the window was a beacon of caffeine, eggs and home fries. Service was prompt and the coffee was bottomless. Maybe not the best ever, but who cares when the space is this gorgeous and my appetite this big. Been there? What you think?
So I’m in the kitchen at Karmarama, the ad agency I work at. I’m digging around for a jar of marmite or some other toast topping platitude , when David, our creative director, walks in and draws my attention to a humble jar of jam in the cupboard. Turns out he makes it and it has the nicest label ever. Super delicious, rich plum flavour with a serious hint of cinammon to make it just that bit spesh. So, what a cool surprise - a creative director who home makes jam from plums in his Dalston garden. Love it! Not really sold anywhere yet, but will let you know more as soon as it’s on the shelves somewhere.
Wonderful feta and basil omelette with fresh tomatoes on a Sunday morning. I’m a little focussed on breakfast these days.
Some sea salt, cracked pepper and mexican oregano on the tomato. Delicious breakfast this morning. Thanks to the Curd Nerd at Daylesford Organic for recommending this St Marcellin cheese.
