Author: Jack

Simple Spiced Potato Soup [A Girl Called Jack]

This is one of my go-to recipes, a whatever-happens-to-be-in-the-cupboard special. I sometimes add a chopped chilli to the onion, and some coriander from my window ledge herb box, but I have given the basic recipe below – feel free to customize it as you wish. when it comes to my lunch, I can be an impatient oik so I tend to chop the tinned potatoes into small cubes. It makes no difference to the final product, just means that they cook quicker. I like to serve this soup with pitta bread. Serves 2 (This post is not sponsored; I provide links to the ingredients that I use so you can see how I calculate my recipe costs, and I may earn a small commission if you click the links and make a purchase.) 1 onion a splash of oil a few generous pinches of ground cumin or turmeric (whichever you have available) 1 x 500g tin of potatoes (approximate drained weight) 1 chicken stock cube, dissolved in 200ml boiling water 150ml natural yoghurt Peel and chop the onion and put into a saucepan with the oil and cumin. Cook on a low heat for around 10 minutes to soften the onions into a spicy sweetness. Drain the tinned potatoes, cut into small cubes and tip into the saucepan. Pour in the stock and simmer for 10 minutes, or until...

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"We need to stop just pulling people out of the river." – Jack Monroe in the Houses of Parliament, 3 June 2013

The full text from my speech in the Houses of Parliament, June 3rd 2013. This morning, small Boy had one of the last weetabix, mashed with a little water, and a glass of tap water to wash it down with. Where’s Mummy’s breakfast? He asks, all blue eyes and two year old concern. I tell him I’m not hungry, but the gnawing pains in my stomach call me a liar. But what else can you do? What else can you do – when you’ve turned off your heating? That was in November 2011, it went off at the mains and I parked furniture in front of it to forget that it was ever there, to alleviate the temptation to turn it on. What else can you do, when you’ve turned everything off at the wall sockets, when you become obsessive about unplugging things, down to the green LCD display on the oven, mockingly flashing away. You learn to go without things, you unscrew the light bulbs. You turn the hot water off and pretend the freezing cold shower is ‘invigorating’, but it shocks you every time. You sell the meagre DVD collection for an even more meagre sum, your sons toys, everything you own. But poverty isn’t just having no heating, or not quite enough food, unplugging your fridge and turning your hot water off. Poverty is the choking,...

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