Seasonal greens & chorizo – two ways

Can we be super honest? I’m a lazy cook. When it’s not bashing out a batch at the weekend, cooking means evening meals, and that window of time between work and bed is one that I cherish. It’s for reading, or baths, or mindlessly scrolling through Instagram. It’s not the time to create a masterpiece in the kitchen.

But there’s room for not-quite-recipes: the food you can prepare with one knife and one pan, making the most of seasonal veg at its simplest. This is one such throw-these-things-together plan, which allows you to prep tomorrow’s high-protein breakfast frittata(ish) while you eat dinner.

Go forth and exercise that scrolling thumb. Continue reading

Pork & chorizo casserole

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A couple of weeks ago, my flatmate and I had a late night reminisce about high school. For both of us, it wasn’t a particularly positive chat: we were, predictably, a bit weird. But some of our biggest regrets were losing touch with the teachers we looked up to, the ones who imparted wisdom that wasn’t on the curriculum.

It’s strange, the things that stick with you. French and Spanish have both leaked from my memory now, verb formations jumbled beyond help; only nuggets of medical history remain; my hands no longer feel comfortable wrapped around a paintbrush. The lessons my teachers tried to give us are long forgotten, while fragments of conversation stick around.

The one that’s stuck with me the most came from my art teacher, a woman who encouraged us all indiscriminately and overlooked the fact that I occasionally sneaked supplies out of the classroom, inks and quills I still use now.

“You have to understand the rules before you can break them.”

I’m almost certain she wasn’t just talking about abstract art. Continue reading

Sweet potato, chorizo & chickpea frittata

That title right up there might well be a lie. I’m not sure. In all my years of baking and cooking so far, I’ve never learnt to become a master of egg-based foods. When does a crustless quiche become a frittata? Is it the milk, as some of the internet seems to suggest? How much milk does it have to contain to count as a quiche rather than a frittata? How about if, like this one, you don’t cook it on the stove and then in the oven, but rather, do the whole thing in the oven?

I fear these are things I may never know. What I do know, however, is that this is easy, and tasty, and ticks all the boxes for taking to work as lunch in the middle at the end of the month when money is tight. Continue reading