My name is Luke, that’s me up there. I love food and I abhor boredom. I love the comfort of daily routines, but I constantly want new experiences.
I am, by no means, a chef. I have very little idea of the technicalities of cooking and I only own about two pans. I have an alarming number of knives, most of which I have no idea how to wield (as you can tell by the fact that I refer to it as ‘wielding’) but one fork, so I can’t host dinner parties unless I tell everyone we’re being “authentic” and eating with our hands.
I have honed my “skills” through a combination of necessity and pride as well as a lot of trial and error. I don’t have “recipes” but I do like to cook fairly healthily.
I have been fortunate enough to have been influenced quite heavily by one of the greatest cooks the world has ever known, my mother. I can’t think of a single meal that she has made that I haven’t enjoyed (and still do at any given opportunity, to this day).
My grandmother has also displayed a flair for cooking on occasion, especially her Sticky Toffee Pudding (I will endeavour to get a guest blog from her because it is amazing), although her portion sizes leave a lot to be desired. I’m a 6ft 2 man grandma, why am I getting the same sized portions as my 8-year-old brother? Why do you hate me so much?
That’s not even mentioning my Granny, a.k.a. the reason I refuse to pay for Indian food. Granny has been cooking it her entire life and nothing I could buy would ever come close. The woman used to feed me Roti with butter and sugar and I still get all nostalgic every time my left arm tingles and my breath gets short.
I also spent 7 years on and off as a chef in a professional kitchen (anyone who knows me, don’t point out it was Pizza Hut). So, I have some experience in this industry (don’t tell them I got fired either, let’s maintain an air of mystery here people!)
I began this blog because I’ve always loved cooking, even after I burned my eyebrows off because I looked too closely at a toaster. I’ve had a number of mishaps and a fair few successes. So if this site goes quiet for a short while, there is a distinct possibility I have overestimated my talents and set a small fire.
As the days go on, I will try to remember some of my more memorable failures, because no one likes a blog about one person’s constant success.
The thing to remember when you wander through the rocky terrain of this blog is that I tend to cook what I feel like. There is neither rhyme nor reason in the endeavor. I’ll just be sitting there and suddenly, I’ll think,
“I haven’t had coconut curry in a while” or
“I want biscuits, but the shop is shut”
And then I’ll resign myself to the fact that I’m going to have to make it. So if the recipes seem sporadic or disjointed, it’s because they are.
Before we unfurl our maps and embark on this culinary adventure together, please bear a couple of things in mind:
- I cook with guess work. I broke my scales and I’ve never owned a meat thermometer. So if my ingredients lists seem vague, it’s because I don’t know how much I put in.
- I don’t have any dietary requirements. If a recipe doesn’t specifically say gluten free or vegan, it isn’t. Although, it’s probably going to be obvious.
- I am not an affluent man. This is probably a bonus for most people reading this. So there will be very few opportunities for you to break out the truffle oil or dust off your spiralizer (even though I really want one of those). Just basic ingredients you can find in most shops.
With you well and truly warned of the perils awaiting us on this journey, we can set sail. Get your walking boots on, throw on your apron and grab your compass. Actually, leave the compass. We’ll figure it out on the way…