Baba ghanoush is my go-to starter in any Middle Eastern/Mediterranean restaurant. I just can’t get enough of it – it’s like the perfect marriage between aubergine and tahini, two of my favourite foods like, ever.

So one day I discovered that, to my delight, my beloved baba ghanoush had begun popping up in the dip aisle of the supermarket. Blinded by love for it, I ate pot after pot of the stuff, never really thinking to check out the list of ingredients on the back (FYI this was the old me, these days if I pick up anything that comes in a packet I’ve scanned the ingredients list before you can say ‘monosodium glutamate’. But by the time I finally did check what was in it, it was too late – Mr H had fallen for it as well, and he refused to listen when I told him that some of the ingredients weren’t so great. Continue reading →

Mr H and I are total travel junkies – before we’ve even unpacked our suitcases from our last holiday we’re already planning where to go for our next one. We love adventures; exploring new cities, immersing ourselves in different cultures, and of course sampling the local cuisine.  Continue reading →

Risotto is one of those things I’ve always liked the taste of, but I could never quite bear how it made me feel after eating it. Arborio rice (the rice that is used in a typical risotto) is particularly starchy, so can easily leave you feeling bloated and heavy after you’ve consumed a whole bowl of it in one go. Pair that with a rich, cheesy sauce as many risotto recipes do and you’ve got a combination that leaves many people feeling pretty darn rubbish. Continue reading →