Every day over the coming weeks, beginning on Boxing Day, we’ll publish an exclusive recipe and an evocative piece of prose from beloved Australian writers.
The only rule is the dishes must bring to mind the idea of love: a meal prepared for a lover; a recipe remembered from childhood; food to sustain the soul.
Join us from December 26, and start adding to your exclusive recipe collection.
SUMMER COOKBOOK: THE WAY TO THE HEART
This soup is a message of comfort via comfort food — delicious, nutritious, foolproof, cheap and feeds lots of people.
Maybe I love this dish because it takes me back to when two pots and a black-and-white TV was enough, and there was nothing that could not fixed by a pint and a shared laugh.
I love curries and this one is simple, with lots of flavour and a wonderful, creamy, coconut base.
My mash consistently makes women moan and gentlemen raise their eyebrows. The secret is simple muscularity.
A couple of decades ago I started to collect rabbit recipes from here and across the world, and ended up with hundreds.
This is my favourite meal in the whole world. In particular, Sri Lankan omelette is my go-to comfort food. I can make it quickly and eat it three times a day.
It may be humble in terms of cost, but it is bold, brash, punchy and delectable with a Stroganoffish zest. It will change your life. Humbly.
This dish tells a story of my life. I grew up eating custard, real custard made from cornflour and eggs and milk, along with fools and flummeries.
I love the way the roasting smell fills the house. It reminds me of so many wonderful family dinners.
What I love about keema is how forgiving it is and how easy it is to make. This is the homely dish that introduced my children to their Pakistani side.
This is cooked in a loaf tin and is flexible; delicious naked, slathered with butter, or more traditionally iced with a loose glace to become a perfect tea cake.
Any kind of duck is grand but duck as the French do it, and especially duck a l’orange, is a joy forever.
When our spice couriers managed to get their contraband through customs, there was much celebrating – usually in the form of Mum’s fragrant chicken curry.
And then the dessert comes... It slides into that part of our experience that is pre-politics, pre-speciality, pre-peculiarity and even pre-sophistication.
This is the meal I constantly cook because my husband will live on it quite happily for a week, saving me a lot of bother ... he is not a modern man.
More than 30 years ago, I gave a formal sit-down dinner party for 30 people. Dessert was the piece de resistance, individual creme brulees with candied rhubarb.
With the right mix of ingredients, borsch is a tangy but sweet and belly warming mouthful of delight.
The impact of Virginia Woolf Brittle on a current partner or potential mate, particularly when fed by hand and in combination with a reading in the late sun, cannot be overstated.
This sauce has become such a staple that I douse all grilled, poached, or pan-fried seafood in it at all times of the year.
When our children were growing and my wife Steph was teaching evening classes, lemon chicken was the go to meal – simple and tasty.
Creamy mashed, crispy smashed, jacket roasted and anointed with butter, pan fried with sliced onions, deep-fried to limpness, over-salted and wrapped in newsprint – however they come, I love potatoes.
Imagine a dish as therapeutic to eat as a lasagne, but instead of beef it’s made with lamb and has layers of potato and eggplant as the pasta sheets … Imagine no more, champions!
They’re one of the less likely duos to be found discussing the filleting of trout or basting of chicken – but Tom Keneally and Nat’s What I Reckon have all bases covered.
Australia’s favourite authors share their most meaningful recipes.