Apologies for the radio silence. We’ve been moving out of our flat, and it’s been brutal. I never want to see those boxes again. But enough of my woes, back down to business.
I’ve been meaning to start a new series of posts on Hand To mouth for quite some time about the simple food pleasures in life. The kind of unfussy stuff that needs little or no preparation, has few ingredients, but always delivers in terms of taste (at least in my opinion).
Before you start grumbling, I’m not just writing this because I’ve been sent some free stuff. Like any product I give airtime to on this blog, I genuinely love smoked salmon. And for me, the less it’s messed with, the better. I like to let the salmon do the talking.
The ritual is simple. Brown bread, plenty of butter, smoked salmon, a generous squueze of fresh lemon juice, and a few turns of freshly milled black pepper.
Absolute heaven, and would be a dead cert (if you’ll pardon the pun) as a starter for my death row meal.