British Chefs Table

There’s something weirdly calming about making this dish. Maybe it’s the way the anchovies melt into garlic and oil like some kind of culinary magic …

I first made this lasagne on one of those grey Sunday afternoons where the kitchen light feels warmer than the sun outside, and you’re wearing …

There’s something deeply cheeky about this dish — like it’s been cobbled together after a roast dinner with exactly zero pressure and somehow, somehow, ends …

There’s something kind of comforting about a dish with the word scruffy in its name. Like it’s not here to impress with perfect layers or …

I’ll be honest — lasagne used to intimidate the life out of me. All those layers, the fiddly sauces, the panic of forgetting to pre-cook …

There’s something deeply joyful about making pasta from scratch. Not the posh kind that needs fancy rollers and a countertop that costs more than your …

I know what you’re thinking — “Tuna pasta? Really?” But hear me out. This one’s not your sad desk lunch or desperate midweek tin raid. …

There’s something oddly romantic about making a dish like this on a Sunday afternoon. I don’t mean “romantic” in the candlelit-dinner-with-violin sense (though you could …

Alright, let’s be honest: aubergine’s one of those veggies that people think they don’t like until it’s fried golden, crowned with cheese, and dramatically placed …

Okay, hear me out: lettuce soup. I know. It sounds like something your nan might make when there’s nothing left in the fridge and she’s …