Organic cherries heading into a dessert. Another quality locally-grown crop from a few miles up Ribblesdale. When I was a teenager waiting for the school bus to Skipton I’d spend a good chunk of my week’s paper round wages on a chilled cherry pie from the shop at the entrance to the Rolls-Royce factory where my dad (and grandad) worked. It never touched the sides. The smell of these red cherries still takes me back to the 90s (which is apparently a very fashionable decade at the moment!) – a short seasoned summer treat worth every bite.
Cherries from @_growingwithgrace_ near Settle, Yorkshire Dales
This is just one of many insights into my work as a travelling private chef in the North of England. "Where do you cook?" I hear you ask, "I'm looking for a private chef near me".
Well, this example relates to my work as:
I travel throughout the North - check where I can come and cook for you
