The thought of eating leftovers doesn’t fill most people with enthusiasm but in these tight times it is one no-brainer way to save money.
Maybe not the most visually appealing dish around but there definitely is no compromise on the flavour front.
When there seems to be no end to the list of jobs that need doing in and outside the house the last thing you feel like doing is cooking.
There is no sign of winter leaving us any time soon, so we might as well get comfortable with a big cup of steaming soup.
A warning to all readers! Big changes are underway on Greedy Gourmet within the next few days. After more than two years this humble food blog will get a brand new look it definitely deserves. Please mind the nails and dust as you browse and if you notice an error, please let me know. But […]
Before I came to live in the UK I have never come across celeriac. When I asked people how to prepare it I was met with blank stares and shrugging shoulders. No one seemed to care. After all potato mash is the staple food in this country.
The past weekend I have been studying this Food Hygiene and Safety Course. For some reason this crazy idea came into my head to start selling food and for that I need a licence, awarded by the local council, to operate from my home kitchen. After having almost finished reading through all the coursework, I […]
This soup is definitely different from the rest. A rich, silky, green taste rolls over your tongue and slips into your stomach, satisfying it instantly. The star ingredient is the avocado. This fantastic idea comes from Mexico where avocados come aplenty and are used from starters to desserts, even drinks! Also, usually soups containing avocado […]
Courgette soup. Courgette salad. Fried courgettes. Grilled courgettes. Grated courgettes. Courgette cake. Courgette everything! This year we have a bumper crop of courgettes from our vegetable plot and it is simply amazing how much twelve plants yield. Every day Neil comes into the kitchen with about 2kg (4 pounds) of these beasts. At first I […]
Confession time. We don’t own a barbecue. I can hear the gasps and howls of South Africans from far and wide. What kind of South African can I possibly be? Not a very good one, it seems. How can I possibly survive without one? Well, I’m still here to tell the story, plus my point […]