Denizen (/ˈdɛnɪz(ə)n/) – noun: a person, animal, or plant that lives or is found in a particular place. On Suffolk’s wild Heritage Coast, just upriver from the mouth of the River Ore is a tidal tributary that in the scheme of things looks remarkably unremarkable, insomuch as the inherent beauty of the landscape, the vast, looming skies,… Read More The Denizens of Butley Creek
Ever since I first visited the Scottish ‘prawn’ trawl fishery in Peterhead, I’ve been fascinated by langoustines. How can such an iconic, home-caught and sustainable shellfish species, be surrendered so readily to our export markets? Such flavour, such provenance and such nutrition. Yet another shining example of a fish that is embraced so feverishly by… Read More The Tail of the Langoustine
Twice this year, I’ve rolled along the Wild Atlantic Way down to Galway City and twice I’ve been enchanted and captivated by an innate passion and sense of identity, that is not only infectious, but very hard not to be totally consumed by. Irish hospitality is, of course, legendary and comes with a charm and… Read More Food on the Edge
Last weekend it was that time of year again. I remember writing about the Aldeburgh Food and Drink Festival a few years ago, shortly after I started blogging. I recall that I fondly wrote of light winds and clearing skies and that special autumnal nuance that accompanies those shortening September days. This year has again… Read More Eating Wildly and Well….
It’s been a good while since my travels have taken me to the Emerald Isle. Not for the want of trying mind, but on each occasion that I’ve actually managed to set foot in the country of Carragheen, it’s been away to the east, in the streets of Temple Bar or the hills of Co… Read More Wild About Oysters
It’s been a while since I last posted, I know. The passion is there like never before, but just being channelled into so many new and exciting areas, meaning the poor old Avocet hasn’t been fed lately and I must hang my head and put my hand up. Nonetheless, in the midst of all this… Read More The Fish that made History
Excuse the pun, but when it comes to fish that hold spice well, there’s only one denizen of our seas that springs to mind for me, time after time. I’ve eaten monk or anglerfish or Lophius piscatorius to give it’s more accurate monikor , in all corners of the country and I hasten to add, this… Read More A Bit of a Habit
Having just been engaged by the Shellfish Association of Great Britain, to head up a two year project to impress upon the UK consumer the need to significantly up their consumption of the sustainable crustacea and molluscs that are harvested from our waters, you can probably imagine that right now, I’ve transcended to a new… Read More “Alive, alive oh…..”
I’ve wanted to visit the Lakes for most of my life. Ever since I first followed the squirrels’ journey to Owl Island and the fate of the poor, hapless Nutkin, the images of the mist shrouded waters, margins draped with dense, enveloping oaken foliage, has niggled away at me, instilling a desire to explore a… Read More Re-potting History.
I can’t quite believe August is upon us. Not a great summer thus far, to be sure. Already the evenings have an autumnal lick about them and our magnificent Suffolk skies, tower and brood with alternate gatherings of seasonal cumulus and rain-heralding cumulonimbus, in between bursts of warmth and lashing precipitation over a sodden and… Read More Canapé cravings