ILLUSTRATIONS BY TRINA DALZIEL
As I sit at my desk writing this, a saucepan of lentil soup – lunch for today and tomorrow – simmers on the hob.
Later this afternoon, when my work is done, I’ll treat myself to a banana cake – making one, that is. I’ve been saving and freezing overripe bananas until I have enough.
Neither of those activities may strike you – as someone who reads a food magazine – as remarkable.
They may well be the stuff of your everyday life. But for me they represent the culmination of a lifetime of ambivalence about that most normal and mundane of everyday activities – making ourselves something to eat.