Putting the 'happy' back into content
Another week, another post about the ridiculous new series of Nigella Express. This week’s episode reached the height of all absurdity, simply because of the horrible language the Ms Lawson uses when describing the food. Lest it be forgotten, Nigella started out as a food writer, rather than a finger-licking kitchen siren, so it’s inevitable … Continue reading “Nigella-watch Part 3”
I’m not obsessed with Nigella Lawson (honestly), but I have to make a point about this week’s episode of her ludicrous new series Nigella Express. The ridiculously stilted and staged set-pieces that intersperse the actual cooking are bad enough – getting her son to pretend to be Kevin The Teenager was a particular lowlight – … Continue reading “Nigella owns her own Routemaster!”
I like Nigella Lawson’s food – it’s unashamedly lardy and it tastes flippin’ good (what I’ve made from her books anyway). I can’t say I’m one of these blokes who fancies the pants off her, though. She tries too hard to be normal, even though she’s clearly unfeasibly posh. She went down in my estimation … Continue reading “No knickers Nigella”