Welcome to April
I still can’t get over how quickly a smell or a taste can transport you somewhere. The sugary smell of a baking sponge immediately takes me back to my maternal nan’s small, Cotswold kitchen, where she’d bake a different one every few days. Here we’d always be well fed on fat slices of cake, dippy egg and soldiers, and a wedge of edam, if I was lucky. Holidays have the same effect, don’t they? That damp, vinegary chip-shop paper smell from seaside days out, or the citrus and spice of somewhere more exotic. Two of the recipe features in this issue did that for me. Our chip-shop bap cover star made me dream of sea air and seagull squawks, while John Gregory-Smith’s colourful exploration of Ecuadorian cuisine got me all set…