Irn bru sorbet for Burns night

Irn bru may be one of those things you have to enjoy as a child – like marmite – to really develop a taste for it. Happily for me, I did, and in the right circumstances there’s little better than a cold, rusty orange, sweet, fizzy glass of it. It’s impossible to describe the taste.… Continue reading Irn bru sorbet for Burns night

Charles Fourier’s sweet tooth: Aigre de cèdre

I'm spending most of my time at the moment studying, thinking about, and trying to write about Charles Fourier, the great early nineteenth century utopian theorist. Most people who have heard of him are aware of at least a few of his wilder ideas, many of which are directly related to either food or sex,… Continue reading Charles Fourier’s sweet tooth: Aigre de cèdre