In which the writer makes raised pies. Pies pies pies.
In which the writer answers some questions, and then hares off after an Irish word unused in a millennium
Drew Shiel
In which the writer has another go, mostly accidentally, at supply lines
Drew Shiel
In which the writer rambles physically as well as metaphorically, and discovers fruit trees.
Drew Shiel
In which the writer digs into the 1970-1990s, and then wanders off into current food
Drew Shiel
In which the writer defends backyard farming, and muses more on Arabic cookery
Drew Shiel
In which the writer thinks about food retail and daily routine.
Drew Shiel
In which the writer examines food export restrictions, and then talks a lot about bread.
Drew Shiel
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