I was born in London in 1943, while the second World War was still raging across Europe. Life was hard for everyone, with shortages of everything, especially food.
Post-war London saw great changes, as the world recovered and rebuilt. The 50’s and 60’s were wonderful years, especially if you lived in Chelsea, as I did. The Kings Road was the place to be, with all sorts of interesting boutiques, bars and coffee shops. It was “hip”, and “in” whereas before it had been elegant and respectable. They called the decade “The Swinging Sixties”, and nowhere lived up to the name like Chelsea. Fashions changed with Mary Quant, Biba’s and Vidal Sassoon. The Beatles were popular. Skirts got shorter and hair longer. Film stars, both current and fading, could be seen everywhere. What fun it was! Home from boarding school and ready to party, I gave little thought to the future, having a rich grandfather we took for granted, to provide whatever we needed.
That changed when he died, leaving very little in the end; life became a whole lot harder for the family. I had to find a job, and also became the cook and the housekeeper for my ageing parents. Although I hadn’t had much practice before this I knew what I liked to eat and discovered I had a natural flair for cooking. I did give a little thought to the future and enrolled in an evening course in interior design at what would be a TAFE in Australia, but jobs in the field were hard to come by, so after some months spent travelling in Europe and Africa (running away, my brother called it and that’s another story!), I came back to London and got a job as a bookkeeper. I had never been good at maths, but this was a breeze and I discovered a love for figures and accounting, so it was off to another course, which I didn’t complete for many years until I came to Australia.
So what has all this meant to my cooking and recipes? Well, after Grandfather died, due to the twists and turns of life, I learned to make a lot out of very little, and discovered a new love – cooking – and experimenting with food to make it tasty. I started what would be a lifelong habit – collecting recipes, and adjusting them to our needs and tastes. I still can’t resist collecting and probably have enough for three lifetimes. Some are now torn, faded and ingredient-splattered, but still appreciated whenever I cook them, adding my own tips and tricks. I can’t leave all these lovely recipes to gather dust in the cupboard, so I decided to share the best ones, along with some stories about the people and places that have influenced my life and cooking.
I hope you enjoy them as much as we have.
Sara