When I worked at M&S we had recurrent campaigns which were based around celebrating the producers of our product. Sometimes it was ‘Meet the Farmer’ and others ‘For the love of food…’ but always a connection to what makes food great. Nowadays, knowing the producer has become almost more important than the variety or product itself with food media clamouring to find the heroes of the food world, so that they can build a story that excites you, the public. I guess that’s why just such a campaign appears in most supermarkets these days.

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I am a big advocate of story telling and I am normally pretty inspired when I see the people who are involved in my industry. It’s not an easy industry to work in and generally is not one to drive great wealth or indeed fame. Working with food is hard graft. It is a 24/7 thing and often has to be addressed at pace as a food product is either growing, or charging head first towards its expiry date.

I was having an interesting conversation the other week about the people the food industry attracts with Orlando Murrin, who used to be the Editor of BBC Good Food magazine, founded Olive magazine and is now a respected trainer & consultant in the field. We were discussing the different characters working in various industries. Without being too cliched about it, the Devil Wears Prada-esque fashionistas are all too familiar to us and inevitably the beauty industry attracts its own unique people by default as you are selling beauty. Menswear are apparently unique in other ways and home…well I won’t go on. But we both agreed that the food industry was different and that those working here are generally good honest folk just trying to do good.

So when my path crosses with someone that I know as a hero in my food world, I am normally a little in awe. They are generally a little bit arrogant, incredibly obsessive, single minded, opinionated and went into their field for something oh so much more than the money. They genuinely wanted to do a good thing by food. It might be rearing animals, producing yummy things or creating a fabby food experience, but it always has a reason and cause which is compelling to me.

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Thus it was fascinating to spend time this weekend with Charles Martell, he of Stinking Bishop fame. Mr. M was once a livestock driver who encountered the Gloucester cow in 1972 and was hooked. He discovered that there were literally only 68 of these cows left in the world and knew that someone had to do something. Here lies the first lesson of our food hero. Most of us wouldn’t even give it a second thought and even if we did, would not have the wherewithal to do anything about it. But thank God for people like Mr. M. He made it his life’s work to save the cows indigenous to his British home county of Gloucestershire, starting with a small herd that he nurtured on his farm in Dymock.

He knew that these cows produced great cheese making milk so started a business making cheese with absolutely no experience whatsoever, creating a Double Gloucester from the Gloucester cow that naturally caught the imagination of the aforementioned food media. From such humble beginnings grew a dairy that now creates both single and double Gloucester, but also the now famous  Stinking Bishop cheese – officially the UK’s smelliest cheese. Charles was instinctively creating his story every single day simply because he was making great decisions about his business. The Stinking Bishop process was created through trial and error harking back to the history of the Cistercian monks who used to make cheese that way. And now it is a multi award winning cheese.

“If you make something that you are proud of, … something with a story and a purpose, people will travel to get their hands on it.”

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He chose to use local perry to wash the rind and that not only gives the unique smell but also adds to the flavour of the cheese. Latterly a similar process was used for his ewe’s milk Nuns of Caen, washing this with their own vintage pear spirit. I can vouch for the fact that this is a little milder than the original but just as soft and absolutely addictive. No wonder it won the award for best modern British cheese in the British Cheese Awards this year.

After saving the local cows, Charles went on to further the legacy of the local apple, plum and pear trees which are so integral to his business. He discovered that many native Gloucestershire varieties were dying out so set about resurrecting them. His orchards now grow over 100 different apple varieties, and over 70 varieties of local perry pear, which obviously come in handy in the cheese production.

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As he researched more and more about them, he discovered that one of the historic outbuildings on his beautiful farm was originally a distillery dating back to the 1600’s. As you would expect, that is a discovery that has to be celebrated in Charles’ world. And so began a new arm of his business: the county’s oldest spirit-making site producing fermented perry pears, cider and perry in the most exquisite still I have seen. Always keen to follow history, Charles’ still house is apparently the oldest one still operating today and appealing to his sense of story, he employs the youngest distiller in the country to make his product. You can read more about the production of his newest venture into spirits here.

The beautiful historic building on the farm

The beautiful historic building on the farm taking in yesterdays glorious sunshine

Yesterday I felt very lucky to be sitting at Charles’ kitchen table having a try of the newly awarded Nuns of Caen as we supped coffee – not the best pairing one could ask for but wow! that cheese really is something. And so is the man himself. We just took in the beautiful setting, the flurry of nature that wandered in front of his window and the words of experience that came forth.

Today I leave my last words to the handsome, wise and inspirational Charles Martell:

“Do what you love doing and do it well – reward will follow”

 


I love it when you have a great retail experience and that’s just what I had this week.

Increasingly I find it is those shops that deliver a classic old fashioned service that really connects with me rather than supermarkets or indeed the more fabricated, trendy ones. There is a push, which is often attributed to Mary Portas, to rediscover the traditional high street and whilst I would contest that the lovely Mary has merely jumped onto the band wagon, it is true that the butcher, baker and candlestick maker really is the way to connect us back to shopping, especially with food.

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When I moved out to Surrey from London I wanted to find all the local shops that would bring the county and its food to my fridge. But the sad truth is that they are not embracing the opportunities all that well. I guess this is why I was so overjoyed to find a local fruit and veg stall, popping up every Wednesday and Saturday in the car park of the local Hillier garden centre.

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Run by a local family, the greengrocer stall is created from produce which Dad buys from the London markets at 4am so that he can bring the freshest produce and get it back in time to sell. The whole family get involved from that point on creating a really classic fruit & veg stall with colourful merchandising, traditional tickets and a feature to the best of seasonal British produce. This week that included asparagus, strawberries, jersey royals and the first English broad beans. Yum.

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The icing on the cake and funnily enough the thing that touched me most was the service given at the tillpoint. There was a real energy at the till with Mum, son and daughter all engaging well and moving the rush of people through efficiently. And to top the whole thing off was the offer of bag or box. Opting for the latter, my produce was handled with the utmost care placed beautifully, standing upright to attention and presented to me as a boxed gift of fresh loveliness. It was carried to my car and when I got it home, I couldn’t help but smile.

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One of the most wonderful things I bought back was locally grown rocket which had the most incredible hit of pepper and was just fabulous. I wanted to make something that would celebrate the ingredient, so created a typically me-dish by making a pesto incorporating the rocket with salty pecorino, toasted pine nuts, garlic and really great olive oil. I mixed that through spaghetti and topped with even more rocket, cheese and some sweet chunks of quality tomatoes. A vibrant tasty meal which showcased wonderful produce from great greengrocers.

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When Ollie Dabbous opened his eponymous restaurant over two years ago it was seen as the big revolution in the British food scene. Not bad for a relative unknown who had trained in all the best places and yet was not on the radar until Fay Maschler gave him 5 stars and pronounced Dabbous a ‘game changer’. From that February moment, it became the impossible place to book and frankly I kind of lost interest in trying.

Two years on and he has opened his new place, Barnyard, in Charlotte Street. This time, presumably to avoid the issues and bad press he had about booking a table, he adopted the fashionable no booking policy. Problem solved. Or is it? Now the poor young man at the door has to manage the constant stream of trendy Londoners that appear daily, descending with all sorts of reasons to queue jump. Yet they handle it impressively well. It really is first come first served and all with an energetic smile and professionalism that pervades all of the staff.

I tried to get in early on just a couple of weeks after opening hoping that it was before the hype caught on but sadly that was the week the Evening Standard review came out and I was told the wait was over 3 hours. Not for me! I just turned around and made for home.

My Hedgerow Shandy: pink grapefruit, tonic, sloe gin and Wyld Wood cider served in a chilled half pint glass. Very refreshing

My Hedgerow Shandy: pink grapefruit, tonic, sloe gin and Wyld Wood cider served in a chilled half pint glass. Very refreshing

Yesterday I was in London for an appointment and thought I would try again. I got there early at 5.30 and it was surprisingly quiet for a gorgeous sunny day in Charlotte Street. JR was at least half an hour away so I put myself at the bar and ordered one of the signature shandies. These are more cocktail than traditional shandy and the flagship of a clever bar menu of well balanced drinks combined with local beers or ciders. The chilled glass and pink tones were ideal for a girlie like me and I happily took in the surroundings and watched the world go by.

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It seems the whole industrial look has overstayed its welcome. We seem to think that trendy means not so comfy and my barstool was in much the same vein as those at Grain Store. The walls are all corrugated metal and open brickwork. The lights are the trendy green New York look. My wait gave me time to take in the Barnyard styling and I could imagine the many meetings that had taken place choosing not only the signature menu items but also the decor. Picket fencing, enamelware and galvanised metal were the order of the day with the staff in ho-down style checked red shirts. So far so farmyard.

The menu was more compelling. Simply segmented with sections entitled ‘pig’, ‘cow’, ‘egg’ etc., it all looked wholesome and yummy. I was hoping this was going to be good honest homely cooking with the twists that we have come to expect of Mr Dabbous.

When JR arrived they sat us down straight away although rather annoyingly said we had an hour for the table. I hate that! Why can’t they just manage it to time without making me feel bad about sitting there? Anyway, I was more than ready to order and we shared a mix of dishes from across the menu. They recommended 3 each, but we ordered 2 each plus one extra veg dish and that was plenty for such rich indulgent food.

Spot the measly beef short rib at the back

Spot the measly beef short rib at the back

So did it live up to the Dabbous reputation? Sadly not. Some things really did and others were really lacking. Having spoken to the barman at the end, he seemed surprised that we said this and put it down to the fact that we were expecting gourmet cheffy stuff but that wasn’t what it was at all. Whilst the sausage roll was nicely done, the piccalilli wasn’t as flavoursome as I had wanted even with that great mix of well prepared veg. But it was the barbecued short rib that let the whole meal down. It may have been, as the barman said, cooked for a long time but clearly someone forgot to put it anywhere near a BBQ! The best thing on that plate was the home made dill pickle. We couldn’t help comparing the rib to those served at Pitt Cue Co. They have been doing wonderful BBQ beef ribs for years now and frankly they are setting the benchmark. And the charred broccoli felt like something Ottolenghi put in his salads yonks ago, just without the chilli.

That sauce is to die for

That fudge sauce is to die for

Yet, when it worked it really did have that element of style and surprise that I had so wanted everything to have. The corn on the cob was served in butter flavoured with meadowsweet. I have to admit this is my first experience of that particular herb and it was almost medicinal but definitely added a contrast to the sweet buttery corn. And the crispy chicken wings were fab with a great hit of citrus coming through. By far my favourite thing was the smoked fudge sauce that came with the popcorn ice cream. Personally I could take or leave the ice cream but that sauce alone restored my faith in the whole place. It was just immaculate. And absolutely what I had wanted to get from this talented team.

We walked away fearing that we were too old to embrace this experience. But the truth is that we have simply seen it too many times before. The whole enamelware and industrial vibe really has been there and got the t shirt. I am glad I have tried it and funnily enough it made me want to go to the real deal more than wanting to go back there. If I was in the area and could get in, then yes, I may repeat the experience but there are so many places in London these days that I think it is the last time I will be line dancing towards the Barnyard for quite some time.

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M and I had a day trip yesterday popping back to where she used to live and discovering one of her favourite places, which incidentally used to sell her cheese when she lived locally.

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Severn and Wye Smokery is located just west of Gloucester, sitting nonchalantly in the middle of the A48. It has a very unassuming frontage but clearly those in the know have sussed this place years ago and many, including M, have brought produce here to be smoked for them.The smokery operates in a traditional style using local wood and the product is handled very well to get that fine balance of depth of flavour into all that they do. They are well known for their smoked eel and of course smoked salmon, curing literally thousands each week and benefiting from the quality wild salmon in the local river Severn.

Severn & Wye fish counter featuring local Var salmon

Severn & Wye fish counter featuring local Var salmon

The shop itself is centred around a overly dominant counter that for me has too much going on, but clearly it is the fish counter and smoked fish that is the showcase. Here the displays are traditional and eye catching with fresh fish laid proud with a glint in their eye and a shine in their scales. All proof that it is fresh and wonderful.

A fish counter at San Sebastian's La Bretxa market show how much more can be added to displays with wooden boxes, oranges and bottles of wine to inspire

A fish counter at San Sebastian’s La Bretxa market show how much more can be added to displays with wooden boxes, oranges and bottles of wine to inspire

It made me think back to the fish counters I saw recently in San Sebastian and honestly, I think there are some lessons to be taken from there, but you can’t fault the quality and the freshness on display. It’s just that the Spanish understand how to make a piece of fish a meal, so they include things like lemons, oranges, samphire and even bottles of wine in their fish counters.

Keeping it open and real

Keeping it open and real

Back at Severn and Wye, little windows to the back show the teams working tirelessly to manage the volume of fish in production checking for bones etc. which may be a bit factory-esque but for me it was refreshing to keep everything open to the public and for us to see what it takes to make such a good product.

A showcase platter with signature smoked salmon and eel presented beautifully for lunch

A showcase platter with signature smoked salmon and eel presented beautifully for lunch

Clearly the fashion in smoking is not going anywhere fast. The process has been around for generations as a way of preserving all sorts of things but particularly meat & fish. Many classic dishes have centred around smoked fish ingredients and it was lovely to see these on the cafe menu including a signature kedgeree which is a favourite of mine. Smoked products used to be associated with the cheaper end of the market until clever chefs realised just how wonderful that deep smokey flavour was and how much it enhances dishes. The traditional US BBQ has always understood that smoking adds so much more and of course ingredients like chipotle has been used for generations in Mexico. Smoking is also a technique that the Scandinavians have long developed for all their wonderful fish and we had the most fabulous smoked prawns served simply in a paper bag when we were in Stockholm.

Simply delicious smoked prawns served at Pumpen, the casual eatery at Oaxen

Simply delicious smoked prawns served at Pumpen, the casual eatery at Oaxen

Now there are restaurants dedicated to all things smoked (see Etxebarri that I recently wrote about) including smoked butters, ice creams and smokey mash.

Even at home, there are more and more opportunities to play with both hot and cold smoking with some great domestic machines. Plus lots of different wood chips to meet your flavour preference. And if you are not yet up to it, then these bags are an easy cheats alternative.

However, yesterday, we left it to the experts and bought a few things back with us. Smoked salmon of course. Smoked ham. Smoked garlic. Today, that ham went on top of my favourite chicory recipe which has been previously featured in this blog. Lunch was a yummy dish with memories of a wonderful day out west. Thanks M.

Beautifully caramelised chicory to bring out the sweetness

Beautifully caramelised chicory to bring out the sweetness

 

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