I’ve always loved eggs, any which way they come – be they ‘pooched, bollid, scrimbled, or flied’, as one classic Indian breakfast menu once presented it. Few things can compete for my King of Breakfasts title better than Sri Lankan Egg Hoppers with chili and onion sambals, or perhaps Eggs...
My first foray into a professional cooking environment arose one summer holiday from university. I realised I could no longer afford to evade seeking some form of employment so, while enjoying lunchtime pints with friends one week before the opening of their new pub on Fulham road, I heard one...
I only really learned to cook when I joined the River Café as a waiter in the early 90s. Once again, I was broke, trying to make a film in India that was finally supposed to launch my career as a documentary maker. For the first time, I was surrounded...