Mary Berry Recipes

There’s a kind of peace in baking a quiche. Not the loud, show-offy kind of cooking where you’re flambéing something for guests or whisking like …

Right, I’ll be honest with you. The first time I made this plum chutney, I burnt the bottom of the pan so badly I had …

I’ll be honest — the first time I tried to bake scones with fruit and nuts, I thought I’d invented a new type of brick. …

There’s something about the scent of simmering plums, vinegar, and spice that instantly takes me back to late August afternoons in my grandmother’s kitchen. She’d …

Right, I’ll be honest with you — Eccles cakes and I did not start out on good terms. The first time I made them, I …

There’s something about the smell of brown sugar and butter warming in the oven that takes me straight back to my nan’s kitchen in Somerset. …

It’s funny how some dishes just feel like they were meant to be made on a quiet evening. No fuss, no flair — just a …

I can still remember the smell drifting through my gran’s kitchen on an autumn afternoon — butter melting into warm apples, cinnamon floating in the …

The first time I made chicken noodle soup from scratch, I was flat on my back with a cold and utterly miserable. My gran — …

There’s something oddly comforting about a courgette cake. It takes me right back to my aunt’s little cottage kitchen in Dorset, where summer was marked …