I have a confession to make. By profession I’m a photographer not a cook, but cooking is something I love to do. So I have been lucky enough to combine my two passions and have written and photographed almost everything in this book. By indulging both my great loves, I have found myself more immersed in this project than perhaps I thought possible when the idea for the book was taking shape, and I have loved the process. Getting the recipe right, cooking it, and then immediately photographing the result at home has made this a truly organic, cottage industry. A friend even jokingly suggested I buy a printing press for the next one!
My husband and our friends were the ones who first made me seriously consider writing my own cookbook—they’re always asking me to write down my recipes and say that I seem to “magic it up” out of nowhere while chatting with them. But, really, I think my feel for vegetarian cooking is so ingrained that it has become second nature. Growing up in a vegetarian family and having Mum at the helm in the kitchen, encouraging us all to dive in, was the best education I could have asked for. My whole family are real foodies, because everything we ate as we grew up was simply delicious, and all of it was hassle-free, quick, and uncomplicated. As the years have gone by I have continued to cook as my mum did, constantly experimenting with different combinations of ingredients, flavors, and textures. I have added my own touches and refined the recipes over time. Up until now these have stayed in my head; I’m not disciplined at writing anything down, so often a meal will be made once—enjoyed—and then forgotten.
I suppose this is part of my motivation for embarking on this project. It has made me take the time to write down measurements and methods and really think about my earliest childhood food memories and inspirations.
I like uncomplicated cooking, so usually it needs to be kept quite simple and not too time-consuming. I enjoy cooking with friends and family around me; it’s certainly a social activity for me. When friends come over I don’t go overboard trying to concoct culinary masterpieces, but stick to my usual cooking style which is relaxed, straightforward, and stress-free—the empty plates at the end of a meal tell me they are happy!
I think our early experiences and memories of food determine so much of our approach to it as we get older. I was lucky enough to enjoy a very varied vegetarian diet, and so, for me, it wasn’t limiting because there was always choice. My siblings and I were involved in the experience of cooking from a very early age. The kitchen was the center of the universe and Mum got us involved, helping cook and tasting … always tasting. Now with my own children, I try to get them involved. We discuss meals, recipe ideas, and flavor combinations, and I have found that it gives them a point of view and demystifies the process. The more involved they are, the more interested they become in food and cooking.
When we were young, Mum let us choose our favorite meal on our birthdays. I often chose her cream of tomato soup and fluffy quiche with a large mixed salad. And now I let my kids do the same. I want that tradition to continue and I hope that involving them shows them how varied and tasty a vegetarian diet can be. I have included their favorite recipes—fresh pesto, quiche, tomato sauce, chocolate chip cookies, pavlova, and many more—in this book, and these are recipes that they have started to make for me! I hope this book encourages you and your children to have a go, too.
Many of the recipes in this book can be adapted and tweaked to your own taste, and if certain ingredients are not available (due to seasonality or logistics), usually others can be substituted instead; you don’t have to be a slave to the recipe.
Cooking has always been about a mixture of things for me: eclectic influences, places, tastes, and ingredients that together form my own view of food and how it all goes together. But, above all, two people in my life have provided the foundation for my cooking style.
My main cooking influence was my mother, Linda. She described herself as a peasant cook and had the ability to transform whatever she found in the pantry into delicious meals. Her style was pretty laid-back and low maintenance. Being an American, the basis of her cooking was quite traditional and therefore, so is mine; I guess I learned by osmosis. I love making hearty soups, stews, fluffy rising quiches, large chef’s salads and baked macaroni and cheese. Mum also influenced my love of snacks; deep-filled New York deli-style sandwiches, grab bags to snack on during long journeys, filled with nuts, raisins and little chocolate pieces. One of my lasting memories of Mum is the two of us snacking on a tried and true favorite of hers—rye toast with crunchy peanut butter and jam … alongside a hot cup of our favorite English breakfast tea.
When I was growing up I spent lots of happy times cooking and chatting with my mother. During those times I soaked up her knowledge, and gained an understanding of how certain extra-simple ingredients or cooking techniques could transform an ordinary dish into something special.
Her love of food was infectious, but never precious. She never seemed to write anything down, a trick I inherited, but which made the creation of this book particularly testing! My dad has also played his part in developing my cooking style as he would encourage us to come up with ideas to fill the “hole” in a vegetarian’s plate—like still having Sunday dinner and not feeling cheated while others dive into their roast beef.
From a more technical point of view, the other culinary influence in my life was my French/American step-grandmother, Monique. She had been brought up as a stickler for rules and technique. As a child I found her quite austere, but when I hit my early twenties we found cooking as a common interest, and I am glad I took the time to cook with her and learn from some of her teachings. She was very precise, and collected recipes and measured ingredients methodically. This was completely new to me. She taught me how to make and roll pastry, and she inspired my enduring love of baking. She even got me hooked on using an oven thermometer to ensure the oven was accurate and at the right heat.
These influences and memories are so warm and colorful, and they have informed the type of cook I have become. I love feeding friends and family, getting everyone around the table together to enjoy the banter around informal meals, and for me, the satisfaction of wiped-clean plates is worth the effort. There was nothing boring about food when I grew up, and now I just want to share some of this passion in the hope that you’ll find vegetarian food as enticing, varied and delicious as I have all these years.
It has been a challenge balancing the desire to create something new and exciting with the rigor of writing down a new recipe. With that in mind, my wonderfully encouraging Aunt Louise bought me a beautiful wooden recipe box. Now when I make something new that is a success, and my husband despairs, wondering if I’ll ever remember to make it again, I can write it down on a card and put it straight into the recipe box (well, most of the time!). This always makes me smile and raise a glass to my mum.