Delia Smith Recipes

Right, I’ll just say it — I used to ruin carbonara. Watery sauce, scrambled eggs, pasta stuck together like school glue. And this was before …

Every time I make Jam Roly Poly, I’m instantly transported back to my nan’s floral kitchen, where the kettle was always on and the linoleum …

There’s a smell that fills the kitchen when damson jam is bubbling away on the hob — sharp and sweet, like childhood summers bottled up …

Every autumn, just as the garden starts to give in to the season’s chill, I’m left with a bowl of stubborn green tomatoes — the …

Let’s get this out of the way: I used to hate making custard. Truly. I ruined it more times than I care to admit — …

There’s something almost old-fashioned and honest about a fatless sponge. No fuss, no buttercream overload, no towering layers dripping in ganache. Just soft, airy cake …

I can still smell the tang of vinegar curling through Mum’s kitchen, where chutneys simmered away in big bubbling pots every autumn. She never measured—just …

I’m going to be honest — the first time I tried to make Delia Smith’s Mushroom Risotto, I absolutely ruined it. Burnt the edges, stirred …

I can still remember the first time I made Delia Smith’s Chili Con Carne — I was standing in my mum’s kitchen, cookbook open on …

There’s something about homemade raspberry jam that brings me back to my nan’s tiny kitchen, her floral apron dusted with sugar, the windows fogged with …