Turkey Bol.

The first meal I learnt to cook when I was a kid was the classic spaghetti bolognese with beef mince and it quickly became a staple dish in my diet. It was particularly useful when I was a student as I could make a large batch and freeze whatever I didn’t eat and have it…

Mountain Cake?

So I’m wandering through the wilderness of the mountains like a lost child, searching through the mist for any sign of civilisation, and just as I’m about the give up hope and resign myself to life as mountain stray, in the distance I spot a tiny farmhouse that will be my saviour! Plus they have…

It’s the final countdown.

WE’RE ALL GOIN’ ON A, SUMMER HOLIDAY. NO MORE WORKIN’ FOR A, WEEK OR TWO. (oh hello outdated song reference? Don’t know where you came from…) SO, I suppose I should get to the finale of this bloomin’ trilogy of features about the elimination process I went through to figure out my food and drink…

I Ain’t No Quitter.

Picking up where my last post left off, after discovering that I had what I think can only be described as a bucket load of food and drink intolerances, I was to embark on a 3 month elimination journey to discover which of them actually had a noticeable effect on me. After deciding to cut…