Leftover but not left out

We ate almost all the osso buco but some sugo (gravy) and little pieces of veal were left in the pot.  Read More

Some Lemons, a Bird and a Butternut Squash

I reason I started this blog was to share my favourite recipes. This is one I have been meaning to post from the very beginning, as it’s one of my all-time favourite dishes. It does demand a little planning if you are preserving the lemons yourself – easy to do, but the lemons need to sit in the fridge for about 4 weeks before use. Don’t let this put you off though, it’s well worth it. If you can get hold of good preserved... Read More

Which came first, the chicken or the egg?

Which came first, the chicken or the egg? Well this causality dilemna has been answered at The Lovefarm . The first was of course the hatching machine ! First of all I want to apologize to my dedicated readers because this post is neither about food nor recipes. But fodd it’ll become in some weeks. And I certainly will post a couple of poultry recipes on the blog… In a constant effort of partial selfsustainment and products og higher... Read More

Famo51 – an Italian escape

It was December and I was already fed up with winter. “King Winter” had come early to Copenhagen this year – the city had been covered by snow since November, hindering my mobility tremendously. You see, I bike just about everywhere. And bikes do not like frost and snow. Read more: Famo51 – an Italian escape  Read More

Crispy Chicken Skin Butter

As part of my anniversary bonanza (I kinda hate that word but nothing else seems to say “it’s party time and there’s free 80s cocktails for everyone” quite like bonanza) I’ll be splurting out a whopping three posts in one day so get seated, there’s more to come. Such as the bread companion above: Crispy-Chicken-Skin-Butter (yup – that’s what I choose to call this treat. Get used to it!). This is a... Read More

Tagine with chicken and green olives

  Many years ago my grandmother went to Morroco and had lunch in a tiny village with a local family. Lunch was lamb tagine, and my food loving grandmother asked the mother where she could buy a tagine like theirs. Then the mother went out back and washed off the one she had just eaten from and gave the whole, huge thing to her to bring back to Denmark More here: Tagine with chicken and green olives  Read More