There has to be an algorithm that tracks new followers: are they only following women? Are they only following women called Linda? Are they bots? Are there other red flags (military gear, dogs/cars/creepy shit)? Block + delete is easy enough but @Bluesky could do better

It is still October, right? Sigh

Glorious rainbow chard from my local fruit n veg brightening up my day

I am ready for sprouts

So it IS possible to jail a president 🧐

Buying their products doesn’t hurt either

Neighbours using the smoke alarm as a timer again 🙄

Keep saying this, and reminding yourself that between Ukraine and Western Europe lie countries sympathetic to Putin (will they never learn?)

When it hasn’t rained for six weeks but you’re catering an outdoor lunch for 40 at 1pm

So when an open pint (568ml) of cream spills in the fridge … and even coats the potatoes in the veg drawer … but there’s still have around 400ml left in the bastard container. Did not need a massive clean down at the end of a long day 😤

I am basically a full-time birdbath topper upper now.

£72 in the local pub today for a ‘snack meal’ (starter portions) for 2 children, 2 adults plus 2 large glasses of wine and 2 sparkling water 😳

One day like this

Feels like Friday. I’m going with it. Meatballs, pasta, côtes du rhone 🍷 cheers

Looks legit

I am known (in some circles) as the Soup Dragon, and today I learned the legend of Stone Soup (on the menu at this Lisbon establishment)

Oh dear

Café Monday

Can the new s*bstack guys get over themselves already?

Beef or butternut and sage. Which lasagne would you choose?

When you order something for next-day delivery and then find out it’s coming tomorrow 😡 been happening a lot lately 🤷‍♀️

A glass of refreshing Furmint after a marathon masterclass cooking session for Furmint February this week. Caroline Gilby MW officiating for Wines of 🇭🇺

Supperclubbing last night, finished with pistachio choux

The most popular pairing at our Food loves Furmint masterclass was a punchy chicken satay with Maison Aux Pois Sweet Szamarodni from Tokaj. The 🍋‍🟩 played a vital role

I am tired and I have leaky brain syndrome

What’s your worst ear worm? Mine is Happy Birthday, I only need to hear a few notes and it circulates for days. (Not my birthday, but my mum turned 91 today)

Smoked bacon-fat scones / biscuits / pogacsa for tomorrow’s food and wine pairing masterclass, I have taken a little from each of many recipes for this. They smell divine (to be served with a quail egg and a dollop of Hollandaise)

Sourdough treacle tart on the counter for community café today, with clotted cream

A happy story: I experienced dazzling high-street retail hospitality this week; assistants at 3 stores within a stone’s throw of Oxford Circus who were warm, engaged, shining ambassadors for their brands. We are so used to bored, inexperienced, unmotivated, sullen staff, especially in the West End

Few tickets left for this, a Spring menu for, er, Spring … Always a lovely evening 🪻

Moonshine

I will be in Suffolk this weekend but this is Porthminster Beach, Cornwall, with a storm building on the horizon

Announcements on the Paris Metro are now in French, English and Spanish, what an excellent idea @transportforlondon.bsky.social they even use the same ‘mind the gap’ woman. The new Navigo card is rubbish, though. Contactless has yet to penetrate the 🇫🇷 psyche (lots of visitors miming ‘the tap’ but ❌)

Just been asked why there’s 7.27kg of treacle on the stairs. Well.

Red velvet. Very popular but also divisive. What’s your take on this American classic?

Need a lift? This #eattherainbow chopped cucumber, radish, tomato, beetroot, coriander & spring onion, mustard, pomegranate molasses and lemon juice dressing is a guaranteed mood enhancer. Inspired by today’s sunshine and birdies tweeting

Such a rewarding day at the café, it’s a magical pay-what-you-can-if-you-can deal and those who do pay subsidise those who can’t. It builds community, trust and social integrity. We see it working in practice

@islington-council.bsky.social This pothole on Highbury Park is clearly lethal for cyclists who face death for swerving to avoid it, or hitting it at speed, possibly in the dark

@cycleislington.uk this pothole on Highbury Park is clearly lethal for cyclists who face death for swerving to avoid it, or hitting it at speed

Rhubarb. Custard.

For more than ten years I’ve kept loose batteries in a metal tin, and yesterday evening I opened it and two of them were red hot, and I thought oh dear, that’s not good, and I looked up whether you should keep batteries in a metal tin, and let’s say I’m glad that I’m not long dead in a house fire.

Out-out in town last night for a very special meal by Sam Carter and the team from Restaurant Twenty-two in Cambridge, hosted by Claridge’s. Great cooking and superb wines and service

Another free recipe if you’re looking for blood-orange inspo. Childhood favourites in adult guise #food daffodilsoup.co.uk/blood-orange...

Made a brown-butter Bakewell tart and realised today’s menu was B-based: beer-braised beef, butter beans, butternut, broccoli and Bakewell!

As the number of cable cuttings and shadow tankers in the Baltic increases, Nato is stepping up its presence. 95% of internet traffic is secured via undersea cables, and 1.3 million km of cables guarantee an estimated $10 trillion worth of financial transactions every day, said Nato SG Rutte

Prep for tomorrow’s community café. Hot soup, warming chilli, a warmer welcome #stokey #n16 #paywhatyoucan

Just been corrected in my pronunciation of gilet. Apparently round here it rhymes with skillet 😳 and someone better call the polis because there’s a lot of blood on the floor

A chocolate cherry cake for the community café using my quick chocolate loaf recipe, which is so versatile. Defrosted cherries in the cake, compote in the middle, cream on top #baking

Last rites for the Christmas goose, in onion gravy with Parmesan mash. Ketchup was available

You know that moment when you have never actually watched Downton Abbey but then you accidentally see a 30-second clip and you’ve seen it? I grow ever more weary of my sickbed