Yes, at first glance, I thought this was spotted dick smothered in custard too. Then I briefly wondered if it was a brain covered in tahini. But, glory be, it's better than any pudding, any organ—it's that great white flower we call a cheese-delivery-service.A photo posted by Rosie Birkett (@rosiefoodie) on Nov 18, 2015 at 7:40am PST
I know I'm meant to be looking at the breakfast here but I just can't stop looking at that Wetherspoons carpet. No wonder one of those croissants is trying to peer over the edge of its basket to get a better look.Remembering happier times from last weekend @principesavoia. Wouldn't mind some pancakes + freshly baked croissants right now! Happy Sunday! #onlyattheprincipe #dcmoments A photo posted by Andrea Tamburrini (@anddicted) on Nov 15, 2015 at 4:30am PST
A photo posted by Lin(@tumblinbumblincrumblincookie) on Nov 19, 2015 at 3:31am PST
If ever there were an image that captured some morsel of what it is to be human—of the universality of this fleshy mortal existence—it is an old woman with a plastic bucket, slicing fruit to stock up for the coming cold.Afternoon all. I am on @obsfood Instagram today trying my very best to post some positive, not too trivial stuff. After last night everything seems extremely banal. So I'm doing my best to touch upon the themes of tolerance, cultural diversity, kindness, hard work, traditions and happy coexistence. Here is a woman from the hills of #Akhaltzikhe in #Georgia making some quince juice for winter. Go buy some quinces and poach them with spices, then use the syrup to make mulled cider and get warm and drunk tonight with your family and hold them tight and kiss their faces. A photo posted by Olia Hercules (@oliahercules) on Nov 14, 2015 at 6:12am PST
Did you know that as an apple tree ages—as its vitality withers and its sap weakens—its apples will naturally and organically return to crabapples? They literally wane unto their apple ancestors, like an old man returning to the nappy, the soft puddings, and the toothless mewls. Second childishness and mere oblivion is coming to us all so let us eat, drink, and be merry today.A photo posted by violet cakes by claire ptak (@violetcakeslondon) on Nov 8, 2015 at 4:59am PST
Lie me across a board and slice me open until I crumble and fall away, dear heart. For now is the season of cheese and knives and salty things.Goats cheese and aged ricotta with a black rind from Francesca and Gregorio who make cheese near Scanno in Abruzzo: happy making. A photo posted by rachel (@rachelaliceroddy) on Nov 17, 2015 at 4:20am PST
I like to eat in lines. Lines and lines and lines. With bacon and mussels, alive, alive, oh.A photo posted by Marco Tola Chef (@marco_tola_chef) on Nov 19, 2015 at 5:18am PST
Sometimes bread looks like a potted flower and sometimes it looks like a Biba print and other times again it looks like an art deco sun covered in lawn trimmings. But it will always be bread. Thank god.Apparently it is #HomeMadeBreadDay (?!) I'll just roll with it. Here is a photo of pampushky from my book #mamushka probably one of the best home-made breads in the world…as its soaked in herby garlicky oil as soon as its out of the oven. Serve it with hearty beef rib borshch. Cant think of anything better in this weather. @kriskirkham #ukraine A photo posted by Olia Hercules (@oliahercules) on Nov 17, 2015 at 9:52am PST
Mate, that's a salty plum. Don't even tell me it's an olive. It's a plum. You've lost it. Mate, you're jabbering. It's a plum. Sorry. Sorry. Mate. Sorry. But that's a plum. I know you think it's an olive, mate, but seriously, that's a plum. It's a plum. Your mum's a plum.A photo posted by Belazu Ingredient Co. (@belazu_co) on Nov 16, 2015 at 4:16am PST
When I am finally entered into the hallowed corridors of the National Portrait Gallery, I want my picture to simply be a Rorschach blot of long-since-eaten butter dripping from a sheet of greaseproof paper. Thanks.Now you see them, now you don't ! #e5croissant #stoneground A photo posted by @e5bakehouse on Nov 15, 2015 at 1:42am PST