I worked out recently that over the years I've written and jotted, scribbled and noted down a zillion ideas, pitches, stories, poems, articles, outlines, all about food. And photographed it too. So here we are, a place for all these ideas to be archived and hopefully, read. Last night I met a reluctant blogger. We agreed that she was shouting about her food loves, but quietly, hoping no one would notice. I'm probably of a similar ilk.
If you've noticed the title, (and how could you not since you're here) you may be thinking, no false modesty going on. I wanted to call my blog Burnt Toast, but that's been taken. The Evening Standard called me the Queen of Organic Markets. Having dropped the word organic, here I am.
