Sophie's Choice

Category: Eat

Gluten Free Goodness

So I’ve finally become that “gluten free nightmare” that all waiters, waitresses and chefs despise. I’ve been on a ‘no gluten’ diet now for 5 months (with a few bumps and bruises along the way, what can I say I freaking love a Gregg’s sausage roll), and I have to admit the one meal I have struggled with is the most important meal of the day; duh duh duuuuuh…Breakfast. When it comes to breakfast I am a typical convenience eater; toast, crumpets, porridge etc (pretty much anything bread related that is doused in butter). But since starting my GF diet, I’ve realised that there isn’t a lot of “convenience” food available (unless you want to re-mortgage your house and buy GF bread =/). So instead of moaning, I’ve decided to embrace the choices I’ve made, and make breakfast fun.

So on this part of my blog I will be solely focusing on GF breakfasts (with some snacks and other meals thrown in).













*Serves two (or a greedy one – me?)


* 130g/17 tablespoons of GF flour (always Doves Farm, it is literally the only one I can ever find – please tell me if there is alternative)
* 125ml/ half a cup of milk
* 1 teaspoon of baking powder
* 1 egg (free range people, feel the love)
* pinch of salt
* 2 tablespoons of butter (unsalted is preferable)

** Toppings: Bacon (Morrisons do some sexy posh kind), blueberries, strawberries and maple syrup**

Soooo, WHAT DO I DO?

1. Put baking powder, salt and flour in a bowl (sieve if you’ve got one if not…tea strainer like I did?)
2. In a separate bowl gently stir butter, milk and egg with a fork
3.  Mix together the two with a fork and get rid of those lumps – don’t over mix though ’cause this can make the pancakes tough
4. Get a pan and get it heated up
5. Add a ‘ladles worth’ of mixture to the pan – if you’re not fancy and don’t have a ladle then put it in a jug so its easy to pour out.
6. Cook until it starts to bubble, this is the sign it can be flipped – get those flippin tekkers out!
7. Add your toppings and get scoffing you greedy mite!

N.B. Not going to glamour this at all, it was messy and took me about half an hour (flour fights and blueberry munching took place)

This is perfection if you’ve got a loose hour, or even better for a lazy Sunday morning in bed drinking coffee and having a Netflix binge. You’re welcome.


Te(aaaa)rrific: Peppermint & Licorice tea by Pukka

I am a MASSIVE tea drinker, and not just standard English Breakfast my cupboard is dominated by different coloured boxes Green, peppermint, white, pu-erh, fruit infusions to name a few. So I am always curious to try new and different flavors.

Green tea is my usual choice of tea to drink on a regular basis, however Pukka’s ‘Peppermint & Licorice’ is the nicest herbal infusion tea I have tried to date. The tea definitely goes peppermint then licorice, with the initial sip being a minty ‘airwaves’ type sensation followed by an aftertaste of a sweet (not overbearing which licorice can be) tea.

This tea is more like a ‘once a day’ treat for me, as it could become too sickly and sweet if drank as a substitute to other teas (baring in mind I drink on average 8-10 cups of varied tea a day). It works really well after tea (dinner for the southeners) to satisfy those sugary sweet tooth cravings.

It’s a really nice addition to my ‘tea cupboard’, bringing a sweeter based tea to my tea obsessed equation, plus the packaging is smart


Food for the soul


A complete random visit last evening after deciding to grab some quick food. There has been a constant buzz about Coco’s soul food, and it does not disappoint.

A small shack like cafe/restaurant/takeaway located on Friargate (known for its invasion of drunk students after hours), at first glance looks like another city centre Saturday night pit stop to fuel up between bar hops, oh how it isn’t so.

With the option to sit in or take away, the decision was made to shelter from the wind and rain and bask in all the glorious worldy smells. A modest menu dancing around different continents, it was a difficult decision to make. I finally chose the lamb koftas, this being a very random and impulsive decision (I usually cop out and order chicken), so I waited in anticipating being teased by the tantalizing treats being served to the other guests. When my food finally arrived, my eyes couldn’t help but dart around the plate trying to make a decision of what to eat first. The lamb was perfectly cooked, and the addition of the pita bread and dip really made me feel like I was eating food cooked straight from Greece.

The service was pleasant but not too invasive, the menu has been carefully chosen offering a range of cuisine without being overwhelming. And the chefs/servers/hosts drip passion through their sweat.

The one thing that makes Cocos so different from anywhere else is that there’s no false pretences. It’s not attempting to be something it’s not, it is what it is. The decor is amateur yet endearing, there is no cringey overbearing photo smile ready waiter and the constant buzz of people coming and going make it a great place to people watch and earwig!