Chewing over

It’s a hard life being a food blogger. Especially one that, like me, cooks real food that subsequently gets served for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

I notice that other bloggers confess they get asked if all the food they cook gets eaten. I never do. People assume I eat it all. And they’re actually right. You see what happens is exactly what my catchphrase says: I cook, I shoot and I eat.

It’s hard, I promise you, to take the perfect shoot when the food is still steaming. Steaming, contrary to beliefs, does not look good in the picture. But then I can’t really wait until it cools down because there’s the other dinner fidgeting anxiously lest his dinner gets cold. He supports me, of course he does. But he won’t eat cold veg.

I wish I could have the food lab, like Heston Blumenthal. Okay – like, clearly, other successful bloggers. A lot of things just don’t come out right the first time (okay, some never do). The other day I was doing baked potato chips: the baking tray was wrong, I put in too much oil and I cut the potatoes too thin. Now stay assured, I include those hindsights in the recipes on here, but it would have been nice to write the first attempt off as testing!

I know – I’ll get there. I’ll be driving round, like a blogger lady I read about, handing out my surplus post-testing food to the poor and hungry (cold hasselback potatoes, anyone? slightly burnt scones?). That of course when my new kitchen project is completed (and I’ve survived living on a building site). More about that soon.