Brilliant.

Ha, yes, but I fear you’re in the minority my love. Though yesterday I ate more of the leftovers with roasted beetroot and lots of toast. And lots of black pepper and olive oil. Yerm.

In fact much more embarrassing is that I once spelled “Ralph” wrong on a name badge at a conference, walked around for Hours before someone asked me what the origin of the unusual name “Ralp” was….

Is a common and easy error. Been know to make that one myself on more than one occasion and I have had this name my whole life!!!

obviously that doesn’t apply to me, as I’m sure you know. Any kind of strained yoghurt is so far up my strasse you don’t even know. I am obsessed with it. I put a batch on to strain every other day. it’s ridiculous. I can’t get enough.

Argh! First rule of journalism – spell names correctly. Amended. J

Yes it is queen to beetroot’s king for me.

Ooh, yes, that sounds lovely. I think there’s one in the new Ottolenghi book which uses pomegranates and buttermilk.

Simple and delicious is what I go for – thank you Rachel, J