I have a gripe … If I hear one more person telling me women aren’t interested in either cooking on a barbecue or eating barbecued meat, I might have to throw a few (sucked clean) spare rib bones at them. Where does this sexist claptrap come from? Who doesn’t enjoy sitting in the garden on a sunny day, the smell of sticky charred meat permeating the air (followed by the eating of said sticky charred meat)? And it’s satisfying to do the cooking, too – especially if you’re experimenting with something different, like food editor Becks’s slow-cooked salt beef (July’s cover star), finished off to finger-licking perfection with a blast on the barbie.
As much as food is emotive and evocative, it’s a thought-provoking subject, and I was shocked…
