Hello, I’m Sophie, welcome to my blog.
I grew up in Devon with goats and their hairy yoghurt in a small place called Ottery St. Mary. I originally trained as an actor, and now teach, and I’ve done this in some surprising places: LA for some years, where I also worked at the Huntington Botanical Gardens, and most recently Spain, so this will make sense of why some of my writing is from those parts.
I was taught to cook in Venice where I worked for a count and countess in my late teens, and fell in love with cheese (Asiago), ice cream (fior de latte), and Mantovani bread rolls which were like eating clouds. I also learnt about street eating; eating as you walk along, everyone well dressed while holding a cornet.
I have had an allotment (Plot 10) for six years, which has turned me into someone with permanently filthy hands and an obsession with early mornings. I have become a gardener.
I have also outgrown the recipe element of the blog; the recipes are still there and I believe I have written enough about cake. I love growing things, and there are many people out there like me. I love the allotment as a place to be to sort out my thoughts, run away from them, and create some kind of order where none exists. It is very good at making me disciplined. There is something quite useful about having someone in authority with a clipboard looming down on you if the paths aren’t suitably maintained, despite my fantasies about running naked through the weeds.
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