Delia Smith Recipes

When I was little, late summer meant one thing: the old plum tree groaning under the weight of its fruit, branches dipping so low we …

I remember this cake from the kind of afternoons where time just… slowed. My gran used to make it for Sundays — always in the …

I remember the first time I made Delia Smith’s Pumpkin Soup. It was late October, the leaves were tumbling down in bursts of gold, and …

I’ll be honest with you — the first time I made this Delia Smith beef stew, I rushed it. Thought I could crank the heat …

I remember summers at my nan’s – the kitchen windows wide open, bees humming lazily at the sill, and the faint perfume of strawberries bubbling …

Right — I’ll say it plainly: I used to hate cranberry sauce. There. Said it. It always came out of a tin, looking like red …

Let’s get something off my chest: I hated making Swiss rolls for years. Every single one cracked on me — like a fault line running …

The first time I made tiramisu, I was 21, broke, and deeply infatuated with the idea of appearing more sophisticated than I was. I had …

I can still remember my mum stirring a big enamel pot on the stove, the scent of garlic and thyme curling its way through the …

Delia’s lemon tart is a timeless British dessert. It’s not trendy. It’s not deconstructed. It’s just pure, clean flavour — tart, buttery, sweet, and silky. …