I've always been a bit sceptical, but the program did give a better feel for what they're trying to do.
Where's the receipt for the whisky gums, by the way. I'd quite like to give them a go!
It was from his book Heston Blumenthal at home - not very technical or complex, but you will need a silicone mould to get a professional looking end product - about £3 from lakeland.
The Jelly sweet has all the flavour of the whiskey but the cooking process has driven off the alcohol
I. The skill and ingenuity is stunning, even if food which has to be assembled with tweezers is frankly barking mad.
The new cassette weighs a claimed 159g and will cost £264.99. It's scheduled for availability in December.
Oh, indeed, and I wouldn't do that either.just as barking mad as paying hundreds of pounds to save a a few gm on the weight of a cassette?
Yes, I understand that. But 'food as theatre' has always struck me as wrong - not in the sense that I mind people spending their money in that way if that is what they want to do, because it doesn't do anyone else any harm, but as something I feel I shouldn't be doing myself. Perhaps it's my inner Buddhist.The Fat Duck etc are best compared to an evening at the Theatre rather than simply eating!
40 chefs for 42 diners, that's a lot of manhours to produce very little food- no wonder the prices are stupid for the experience of saying you've been... I hope they're not all young people desperately wanting experience, working for nothing to get it on their CV
Only 38 now. BBC news. Sad indeed.40 chefs for 42 diners, that's a lot of manhours to produce very little food- no wonder the prices are stupid for the experience of saying you've been... I hope they're not all young people desperately wanting experience, working for nothing to get it on their CV
It would be hard, I suggest, to find a better definition of mind-bogglingly pointless fripperies, designed for the mind-bogglingly rich and foolish.The Jelly sweet has all the flavour of the whiskey but the cooking process has driven off the alcohol
It would be hard, I suggest, to find a better definition of mind-bogglingly pointless fripperies, designed for the mind-bogglingly rich and foolish.
I tried to book the Fat Duck once, the women on the phone had an air of arragance and complacency that irked me so much I told her not to bother and hung up. She pee'd me off so much I wrote a letter to a food critic about it. He replied that he had heard similar stories and that he was not at all surprised.
I booked the Waterside restaurant innstead, and had a lovely time and meal there.