A whisky and ginger ale with keith brymer jones

Mariella Frostrup

Our childhood beach was made of the finest sand, the sort you get in an egg-timer. I grew up in Morar, a lovely little village on the northwest coast of Scotland. My parents owned a hotel opposite the

Florence Knight is the talent behind some of London’s most beloved restaurants – but it’s no easy job, she says

Q Would you describe yourself as a Scouser? A No, I’m a Wirralite. It’s across the Mersey, y’see. Q The Hollywood handshake has taken on a life of its own. There’s even an essay on the internet claimi

I consider myself a cook who grows her ingredients rather than a gardener who cooks. Don’t ask me about roses or when to prune a clematis. I’m as lost as you are. But if I can eat it, I’m interested.

LOUISE MINCHIN GETS UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL WITH HER HOME