Has anyone seen my Ayurvedic tongue scraper?

Oh, what my life has become... I have said in the past I have a pretty efficient bullshit detector. This week, it led me to spend a couple of my valuable hours looking into the impossibly glamorous and smiley new stars of healthy eating, Melissa and Natasha Hemsley. Despite their wholesome down to earth image, something told me that it might just be worth me having a look at these two rising culinary stars to see if they need the Angry Chef Attack Dog treatment. I wished I had resisted the

The Quarterback, the Goat and the Death of Carbonara

Ella Woodward appeared on daytime television this week, cheerful cooking some vegan treats for Holly and Phil on ITV’s ‘This Morning’. I was at work and thankful to miss this delight, but a succession of suitably horrified Tweets from Miss South kept me in touch (thank you – I think). Apparently, Ella was cooking her version of Spaghetti Carbonara. As she is a vegan and wheat avoider, I hate to think what this could mean, but apparently it contained such bizarrely inappropriate ingredients as

My Nutritionist Licks His Own Butt

Right, time to upset some people… I have been thinking recently – What exactly is the point of angry chef? I am, by admission, not an expert on anything. I am a pretty decent cook and I am fairly knowledgable about food and cuisine. I know a bit of science, part from study, part from my work and part from general interest. But I have no information to impart that is not already freely accessible to anyone with a library card or Internet connection. When it comes to food and health, I preach the