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Dishes to Impress, Seduce, and Spoil Your Boo. When I was single, I absolutely employed cooking in my dating arsenal. Food was my love language and, frankly, my best flirting strategy.

Just existing in the world can be a lot of work these days, navigating the news and daily pressures. Take every chance to find the small joyful moments in life.

Eating solo means eating however you like and that includes licking the plate. Dining alone isn’t always a delight, but it can be.

A St John-inspired birthday feast in high summer – what was I thinking?

When a cheesemonger visits London, Neal’s Yard Dairy is pretty much up there with the Tower of London and Buckingham Palace as places to visit

I could throw some facts and stats at you about why cheese is nutritious, but honestly, why bother. It tastes so darn delicious. There’s something slightly magical about how milk becomes cheese in so many different incarnations and flavours.

I’m not averse to sharing my opinion; I know, shocker. Many sites are sharing their 2025 food trend hot take. Most of it is fun, some of it’s genuinely interesting, and occasionally I want to step away from the group chat and make myself a snack.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: recipes are templates, not a strict set of instructions. This past week I was reminded of that as I set out to make a do-ahead vegetable side. Summer is technically here, and I wanted the easy nonchalance of a casual Sunday lunch on the terrace.

At this time of year, I think of everyone working in retail and hospitality. I was one of them for most of my life. The pressure to go the extra mile is real, especially when you are already stretched thin. This year feels different.

Our ideas of what is normal to eat begin at home. They stretch and shift as we venture further into the world, gathering influences from friends, cultures, travel, and the happenstance of what we’re offered.

Some days, the kitchen feels like the only place that makes sense. A space where you actually touch the world instead of scrolling past it. Cooking feels so much better than watching cooking.

Traditions don’t enter into the world fully formed. They start as a good idea at the time. You gather a few people, raise a glass to something worth celebrating and somewhere between the food, the laughter and the decision to do it again next month/year/season, a tradition quietly slips into existence.