A moveable feast blog

For a Christmas dinner table to see off the year that wasn't, event designer Maria Castellanos sidesteps festive cliches. This year,...

A Culinary Postcard from Patmos I grew up in a Grecophile household. My father’s interest in the classics didn’t end with his graduation....

the egg only got larger and larger, and more and more human . . . it had eyes and a nose and mouth and, when she had come close . . . she...

A sumptuous new baking cookbook equips Josie Graves to conquer her fear of pastry I work with cookbooks every day and this is without a...

A memoir with recipes, for Readers of Ella Risbridger, Nora Ephron and M.F.K. Fisher Prufrock measured life in coffee spoons; Phyllis...

Both basic and luxury, tomatoes are a universal staple: the base note in dishes from pasta sauce to curry. Their quality varies wildly,...

‘You can still live with grace and wisdom .... to keep the wolf from snuffling too hungrily through the keyhole' M. F. K. Fisher knew how...

One vegetable, multiple names and connotations – the most risqué of which can be credited to smartphones. Yes, to anyone fluent in emoji,...

'She imagined tulips ... The thousands of buds bloomed into white flowers, and one by one, the gradual opening up of each flower lulled...

Bit of a posh one – or so it would have you believe, although smoked salmon isn’t nearly as expensive as it used to be, before salmon...

Guaranteed to improve almost any meal, feta rescues salads from penitential joylessness, makes roasted vegetables sexy, and is a great...

'I opened my mouth wide, saw the hot, wet, pink flesh, and the dark centre where my voice came out of, and I laughed, loud and wild' The...

'Sleep was coming for me. I knew the sound of it by now, the foghorn of dead space that put me on autopilot while my conscious self...

I wish Britain could adopt Catalunya’s joyful celebration of love and literature Every April 23rd, the streets of Barcelona fill with...

‘He'd never understand what Sokcho was like. You had to be born here, live through the winters. The smells, the octopus. The isolation’...

‘conversation is flirtation. Tease out enough rope and the listener, she’ll hang on your every word. Though it’s true: usually I am the...

Steeped in millennial angst, this waspishly droll debut explores sexuality, class and language – while enjoying the double-edged rewards...

‘There must be a point where you’re allowed to be defined by something other than what he did to you' How does an abusive relationship...

Notes from London Lockdown Little cause for feasting, and certainly not the moveable kind, with the world on pause. I’ve migrated to the...

Feasting off the Abbey Road Crossing at our First Immersive Literary supperclub, inspired by Deborah Levy's Novel 'It had been Jennifer's...