FLOWER POT KITCHEN: HUSH PUPPIES

21 Jan 2013

HUSH PUPPIES

Love these sweet corn balls of delight, I always have to make twice as many as we need as they are so moorish and I keep going back for another and another...

(makes approx 10)

INGREDEINTS

120g cornmeal fine ground

30g plain flour

1 tsp onion powder

100-200ml full fat milk

1 pinch bicarbonate soda

1 pinch salt

1 tsp sugar

100g sweetcorn off the cob

1 egg beaten

Oil for frying

Place all the dry ingredients in a large bowl. Mix 100ml of the milk with the betean egg and add to the dry ingredients, mix in the sweetcorn. You want a medium thick batter consistency that you can still form a rough ball shape with a spoon, but only just holds its shape. The stiffer the batter the dryer the hush puppies, so wetter is better.

Bring your frying oil up to 190 degrees and fry the hush puppies until medium golden brown, drain on kitchen paper and serve warm with a remoulade dip.

I beleive these originated in the deep south and so I read somewhere their nick name came about from throwing them to puppy dogs to keep them quite, hence Hush Puppies.

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LIFE MY PASSION

Welcome to my daily life of cooking, one winters day many years ago my family and I were all inspired by a back to back rainy day of River Cottage this got us to stop talking about and start actually doing, suddenly three weeks later eight vegetable beds were dug, greenhouse erected and our first vegetables were propagating, this was the start to raising and growing our own food, our fabulous son Oscar changed our path in life which lead us to sell our small thriving restaurant of 10 yrs and to start our new life (Terrifying!) a life of the self sufficient in touch with nature and seasons, taking a step back and looking forward to a slower change of pace and making the most of every moment.

My passion for cooking was stronger than ever and having time at home with Oscar I found I had a new direction and I was no longer striving for perfection, I was suddenly very passionate for the enjoyment of the other side of food, something I had not realised, being the Chef/Cook and every other duty of your own small restaurant made me see that I never actually took time to cook what I wanted!

So there I was muddy boots and hands digging deep in more than one sense and I found myself transported back in time to where everyone grew some of their own food, it is a wonderful world with a real sense of achievement and loss, Slugs Snails and Caterpillars! But thats another story! Childhood memories of summers when I lived with my grand parents reminded me of so much that I had learnt about the make do and mend generation that I had forgotten.

Now as a family we love our free wild food days where we gather what nature has provided, have gone from being mini mini garden urban small holders, who did raised pigs at home because we could not wait to find land and supporting ourselves from our garden to now owning a very small farm that allows us to grow more vegetables for the whole of our family and neighbours, raise our own gorgeous Gloucestershire Old Spot pigs, (Sausages!) and pets! Dorset Down sheep, chickens for eggs and pet goats! Suddenly having large quantities of produce started to wake up the Cook in me!

The Cook was awake that part of me that wants to cook for the masses and I found myself setting up Flowerpot Kitchen, a Farmers Market Stall, I wanted to use our honest raised meats and make old fashioned pork pies, rabbit pies and game pies from the local game keeper along with old fashioned techniques and the best hot water crust pastry. This in turn grew to a small cottage industry from home weekly supplying three farm shops and a deli along with also attending three farmers markets A few years later there came a time when my son Oscar's health changed and it was an easy decision to stop.

I still hold the occasional pop up 40 seater restaurant or gourmet lunch which we do for local charities for the love of sharing food and to remind that Cook in me why I love our go slower self sufficient life!

So here I am sitting amoung the vegetables watching the chickens loving that every season nature teaches me something new and that nature is in charge! She has taught me to just go with it and grow. Give it a try from a tray of salad on your windowsill to a few tomato plants it all counts.