Mr M and I use garlic in pretty much every savoury dish that we make. And on the odd occasion when we don't use it, we find ourselves double checking that we haven't made a mistake because surely one can't cook a meal without garlic. "Is that what the recipe says? Yup. Hmm - I'm not sure. Check it again..."
Yesterday at Perch Hill, the bustling chef brought in a little appetiser for us all as we sat in class - a single chicory leaf with a spoonful of pureed beetroot, garlic, walnuts and bread crumbs. It was heaven. And seriously garlicky. And for the first time, in a very long time, I was conscious of having honky breath but, do you know what, it was worth it!