cous cous alla verdura

1. 1. Mettere il cous cous in una ciotola e versarvi sopra l’acqua intiepidita. Lasciar riposare per 10 minuti in modo che tutta l’acqua venga assorbita. Intanto lavare e mondare i cipollotti e i pomodori.
   2. Tagliare a tocchetti di media grandezza i cipollotti e scottarli per qualche minuto in una padella antiaderente larga con un cucchiaio d’olio e un pizzico di sale.
   3. Tagliare i pomodori in modo da ottenere degli spicchi allungati e aggiungerli ai cipollotti in padella. Far saltare a fuoco alto qualche minuto con un pizzico di sale.
   4. Cipollotti e pomodori devono risultare solo lievemente imbionditi e non devono cuocere totalmente o spappolarsi.
   5. Con una forchetta sgranare il cous cous inumidito nella ciotola.
   6. Aggiungere i pomodori, i cipollotti e due cucchiai di olio e mescolare. Distribuire sul composto un cucchiaino di curry in polvere e mescolare di nuovo.
   7. Una volta amalgamato il composto versarlo nel piatto di portata. Aggiungere sulla superficie del cous cous un cucchiaino di curry per ogni commensale. Guarnire con i fiori di erba cipollina.
   
   

chicken breasts a la rose

The two-step cooking process for the chicken in this recipe not only gives the meat great colour and flavour but also ensures it remains moist by baking it in the wine sauce.
Preheat the oven to Gas Mark 6, 200°C, fan 180°C.
Heat half the oil and half the butter in a medium saucepan.
Add the onions

and fry over a medium heat until softened but not coloured. Add the garlic and fry for 1 minute.
Add the plain flour and stir well. Add the mustard, wine and thyme, turn up the heat and bubble for 5 minutes, add the stock and bubble for another 10 minutes or until thickened slightly.
Finally, stir in honey and set aside.
Melt the rest of the oil and butter in a large frying pan, season the chicken breasts and pan fry for 3-4 minutes on each side in batches until golden brown on both sides.
Place the chicken breasts into a large ovenproof dish, pour over the sauce and then bake for 15-20 minutes or until the chicken is cooked through, with no pink showing.

Ingredients

30ml (2tbsp) olive oil

30g (1oz) finest* Normandy butter

2 onions, thinly sliced

2 garlic cloves, finely chopped

1tbsp finest* plain flour

2tsp Dijon mustard

150ml (1/4 pint) rose wine

300ml (1/2 pint) chicken stock

2 sprigs thyme, leaves picked

5ml (1tsp) runny honey

6 finest* chicken breasts, boneless

Minestrone alla Milanese

VEGETABLE CHOWDER (Minestrone alla Milanese)

1/2 quart of stock 2 slices of lean pork, or a ham bone 2 tomatoes, fresh or canned 1 cup of rice 2 tablespoons of dried beans 1 tablespoon of peas, fresh or canned 2 onions

Put into the stock the slices of pork, cut into small pieces; or, if desired, a ham bone may be substituted for the pork. Add the tomatoes, cut into small pieces also, the onions, in small pieces, and the rice. Boil all together until the rice is cooked. Then add the beans and the peas and cook a little longer. The soup is ready when it is thick. If desired, this chowder can be made with fish broth instead of the stock, and with the addition of shrimps which have been taken from their shells.

This dish can be served hot or cold.

IMAGINATION is more important than knowledge

I expend a huge amount of my time  working to keep my company innovative. I’ve developed an obsession with some of history’s most creative minds in the hope that I might learn some tricks to expand my own creative productivity.

Some of the things I’ve learned are more useful than others, and some are simply too weird to try.

BUT

IMAGINATION is more important than knowledge

These strategies stand out because they have the power to change the way you think about creativity. Give them a try, and you’ll reach new levels of creative productivity.

1. Wake Up Early

Not all creative minds are morning people. Franz Kafka routinely stayed up all night writing

 For many creative people, waking up early is a way to avoid distractions. Ernest Hemingway woke up at 5 a.m. every day to begin writing. He said, “There is no one to disturb you and it is cool and cold and you come to your work and warm as you write.”

The trick to making getting up early stick is to do it every day and avoid naps—no matter how tired you feel. Eventually, you will start going to bed earlier to make up for the lost sleep. This can make for a couple of groggy days at first, but you’ll adjust quickly, and before you know it, you’ll join the ranks of creative early risers.

2. Exercise Frequently

There’s plenty of evidence pointing to the benefits of exercise for creativity. Feeling good physically gets you in the right mood to focus and be productive. Exercise also forces you to have disconnected time (it’s tough to text or email while working out), and this allows you to reflect on whatever it is you’re working on. In a Stanford study, 90% of people were more creative after they exercised.

3. Stick to a Strict Schedule

It’s a common misconception that in order to be creative, one must live life on a whim with no structure and no sense of need to do anything, but the habits of highly successful and creative people suggest otherwise. In fact, most creative minds schedule their days rigorously. only by having a schedule can we free our minds to advance to really interesting fields of action.

4. Keep Your Day Job

Creativity flourishes when you’re creating for yourself and no one else. Creativity becomes more difficult when your livelihood depends upon what you create (and you begin to think too much about what your audience will think of your product). Perhaps this is why so many successful and creative people held on to their day jobs. Many of them stayed at while producing their best work  on a break out money maker while they still held a 9 to 5.

Day jobs provide more than the much-needed financial security to create freely. They also add structure to your day that can make your creative time a wonderful release. 

5. Learn to Work Anywhere, Anytime

A lot of people work in only one place, believing it’s practically impossible for them to get anything done anywhere else. Staying in one place is actually a crutch; studies show that changing environments is beneficial to productivity and creativity. A writer who waits for ideal conditions under which to work will die without putting a word on paper. The same is true for any type of creative work. If you keep waiting until you are in the perfect place at the ideal time, the time will never come.

 When you have a creative idea, don’t wait—put it into action as soon as you can. Recording that spark of creativity may very well be the foundation of something great.

6. Learn That Creative Blocks Are Just Procrastination

As long as your heart is still beating, you have the ability to come up with new ideas and execute them. They may not always be great ones, but the greatest enemy of creativity is inactivity.

Bringing It All Together

In my experience, you must get intentional about your creativity if you want it to flourish. Give these six strategies a try to see what they can do for you.

DRESS FRIGHT THIS SUMMER

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white jacket

THE WAY TO WIN THE RIGHT WOMAN

Woman

Winning the confidence and love of the woman you really want requires much of a man
He much exercise care and attention, look after her and live all her hardships
always make sure she has everything she needs and wants
a man must be a moneygetter for her
and above all maintain his constant love for her
but if he does that his woman will follow him through hell and highwater
all of this for the woman he loves.
Obviously you must choose the right woman, no one wants a fornicator but if you are able to choose wisely and then nurture the right woman . Much of the time it is do w3ith her family and her education.

LEAVE YOUR JOB TODAY

1.  Your body is telling you to go. If your stomach hurts, your head starts to ache, or you feel drowsy and depressed when it's time to go to work, listen to what your body is telling you. Sometimes it's out ahead of our conscious mind in knowing what we need.At home there is nothing to interest you , there is no stimulation anymore just boredom, now is the time to do something.

2. You're not able to excel. Mediocrity should never be enough; we're all capable of greatness. But without challenges and opportunities to stretch, mediocrity is probably the best you can expect of yourself if you stay.

3. You're unappreciated. The greatest emotional need is to feel appreciated. When you're not appreciated for the work that you do, it can make you question your own abilities. You deserve to feel gratitude for your contribution.

4.  You crave contentment. The best kind of happiness comes from contentment. It's the greatest form of wealth. If that sense of well-being seems impossibly far away, maybe you need to move to a more nurturing environment.

5. You have a bad boss. If your relationship with your boss is tense and untrusting, it will be hard for you to succeed where you are. Once you've done everything in your power to make it work, it is time to leave. If your boss is bad but the company is good, maybe a transfer to a different work group will be possible.

6. Your values aren't supported. If your values are at odds with your boss's or company's--for example, if you pride yourself on your integrity and you have reason to believe your company conducts its business dishonestly--it is time to leave. There's nothing more worth protecting than your values.

7. You're miserable. If you've lost interest in what you do, you're never having fun and you find yourself dreading every day and counting the minutes till the weekend, do yourself a favor and start packing.

8. You're suffering from stress. If stress is taking a toll on your physical and mental health, if your relationships are suffering, if you're having panic attacks or starting to worry that you're at risk for a serious health condition, move on. Long-term stress and low control are a deadly combination.

9. Your reputation is at risk. Too many disagreements with your boss, too many days of calling in sick because you can't handle the environment, too much apathy, and the reputation you've worked so hard to build can suffer damage that will take years to repair. Get a fresh start somewhere else before that happens.

10. You feel in your heart it's time for a change. Change in life is inevitable, and sometimes it's just time to move on. Maybe your family situation has changed, or you want to pursue an outside interest, or your strengths have. Maybe it's time to go find a new opportunity. Life does not get better by chance; it gets better by change.

Of course, if your circumstances may not allow you to leave today. Especially if you have family members who depend on your income, you may need to wait until you have something new in hand. But if these signs sound familiar to you, at an absolute minimum you can start planning your departure. It could turn out to be the best move of your life.

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While a cream suit is a perennial byword for sharp summer style, what’s striking about this year’s array is how particularly fine the jackets look dressed down and worn as smart-casual daywear.
At Ralph Lauren, for example, a cream, heavy-weave Italian silk shantung jacket (part of a Purple Label suit, £2,995) looks suave paired with washed-out black jeans (£255) and a T-shirt (£70) – this monochrome styling would make a strong impact at laid-back summer events. Similarly, at Cifonelli a cream wool/silk/linen jacket (£1,450) works fantastically well with black linen cigarette pants (£290) and a white linen shirt (£280). And at Corneliani a dressy ivory silk jacket (£1,100) with nacre buttons has a gorgeous sheen that can be offset with low-key grey cotton trousers (£250). This jacket is just one of many in a cream-dominated collection: “The spotlight is on every possible shade of white, from ice and cream to pearl and mastic,” says creative director Sergio Corneliani.
Rich cream tailored jackets from Dunhill are also top-flight. Patch pockets on a silk jacket (£1,590) lend a relaxed feel, a slubby linen jacket (£1,425 for the suit) works well teamed with a charcoal cashmere/silk Henley top (£420), while the eight gold buttons on a long and lean cream blazer (£1,425) evoke a rakish, colonial air. Canali’s double-breasted slubby, ridged cream silk/cotton jacket (£1,510 for the suit) also has metal buttons, which in light bronze with a copper-plate “C” logo deliver a vintage accent.
Turkish designer Umit Benan (who distinguished himself with several strong seasons at Trussardi) has pushed this casual look further with a collection entitled Tennis Club de Cartegena, Colombia, where tennis-inspired separates are paired with cream tailoring to strong effect. A roomy double-breasted cotton drill jacket (£1,110) looks cool with a white cotton piqué shirt (£220) and tailored joggers (£330). Incidentally, wearing smart tracksuit bottoms as standard daywear is an ever-strengthening trend.
Tailored jackets in other light hues also look good when styled more casually. At Hermès a limestone cotton/linen jacket (£1,830) feels laid-back when worn with wet-sand cotton trousers (£520), a linen top (£650) and white slip-on plimsolls (£510). And I recently commissioned a bespoke double-breasted suit (£3,600) from tailors Thom Sweeney in a light Ariston silk/linen herringbone with slubs of blush and fawn, which I plan to team with a silk T-shirt or Breton singlet. “Light-coloured tailoring can make a big impact,” says co-founder Thom Whiddett. “It’s about getting the pastel tone right – nothing too bright – and a fabric that drapes beautifully.” Highlights in the ready-to‑wear collection include a champagne single-breasted cotton/cashmere suit (£1,275).
Gieves & Hawkes also ventures into pastels and its pale mint-green wool/linen suit (£1,895) looks deftly styled with an off-white cotton T-shirt (£125) and grey cashmere scarf (£250), while a chalky pale blue linen/silk/wool weave jacket (£595) and trousers (£195) pair well with a matching cotton tee (£125) and dark blue patterned silk scarf (£250). At Marc Jacobs there’s a pastel blue cotton/silk blazer (£1,135) and trousers (£435), as well as a cream double-breasted cotton blazer (£1,155) and trousers (£435), which look great with an ultra-casual white shirt (£425) and plimsolls (£127). And finally, at Bottega Veneta there’s an especially easy-breezy take on the trend: a pale pink cotton jacket (£1,650) worn with shorts (£290) and matching soft leather lace-ups (£440).

the end of the affair

By Joan Bakewell

I have it in front of me now and it started a tumult. It is an airmail letter addressed to me c/o American Express, Bocca da Piazza 1261 Venice. It has two 10- cents stamps and is postmarked Jamaica, dated July 8, 1962. Inside are eight flimsy pages of airline paper headed: “Flying with BOAC”. The letter is from Harold Pinter. It is the first of many such in a relationship that was to last some eight years. Others followed from New York, Boston, Wisconsin, Sicily, Berlin and even Venice, sometimes addressed to Mrs White, more usually to Miss Kydd (a character from his very first play, a one-acter called The Room, commissioned by Henry Woolf, who would years later loan us his own rented room). Each letter was sent c/o a sympathetic friend who could be relied on to keep our secret. Just such a letter was to be the focus of the plot of one of his most celebrated plays, Betrayal.

It is more than 30 years now since Harold wrote that play. It was set in a period that stretches backwards from the late Seventies into the late Sixties, and drew on things that happened a few years earlier. The play portrayed many of the events of the affair between us, with an accuracy verging on the literal. At the time when he first sent me the script, I was deeply distressed to have our private affair so glaringly presented on stage. In the years since then, I have come to regard it as a brilliant exposition of loyalty, love and betrayal between people who care for each other. I have seen many productions of it and grown reconciled to what I first regarded as a judgment on my behaviour. Time passes – and now I look back on it all with fond memories.

Right now, it is being presented at London’s Comedy Theatre with Kristin Scott Thomas as Emma – the woman who is not me, but whose life corresponds very closely to an important part of my own. I went along to talk to the cast as they embarked on rehearsals. There was plenty to talk about.

Some things stay the same: men and women have always fallen passionately in love. But the world in which they live and are judged changes. In many senses, this is now a period play. Not only are the settings and locations different, but social attitudes have changed, too. The 1960s were a different world – and Sixties London was a good place to have an affair. They were giddy times, and the city’s young people were buoyant with a creative optimism that made people inclined to smile rather than frown. And people always smile on lovers. For some seven years, Harold and I met easily and often in London’s pubs and cafés. I sped around London happy as a lark in my first car, a Morris Minor, finding no traffic jams and few parking restrictions. We were so in love we felt it was worthwhile to dash across London to spend half an hour in each other’s company. The Little Akropolis restaurant in Charlotte Street became our regular haunt, and its Greek proprietor took us under his wing.

This would be trickier now, not because we might be recognised, but because the technology has changed. We made our clandestine arrangements in snatched moments from our homes or public telephones. The play refers to “the pip, pip, pip phone calls” made from a pub. There were no mobile phones, phone bills weren’t itemised, no ring-back facilities, no texting, no Twitter, no Facebook – all of which can ambush today’s lovers. Our plans left no trace.

Today there’s something cloying about people’s compulsive need to be in touch all the time. In the 1960s, husbands and wives set out for their day’s work and came together again only when that work was done: there were none of those “I’m on the train” messages telling every stranger within a 10-yard radius the details of your private life. This difference was more than technical. People had individual lives to lead and were less dependent on each other for the rough and tumble of daily living. The call from the supermarket (“Which pesto sauce do you want?”) was unthinkable. And not only because we’d never heard of pesto. People simply had to make decisions for themselves and it made them more resourceful. Harold and I were very resourceful indeed.

Betrayal opens with two people – Emma and Jerry – having a drink in a London pub: they are ex-lovers, and they are meeting to reminisce and to bring each other up to date with their now separate lives. Their conversation is in some ways similar to that between Harold and myself at the Lord’s Tavern pub beside Lord’s Cricket ground early in 1969. It contains a bombshell. Emma tells Jerry that the previous night she and her husband, Robert, agreed to end their marriage, and that she has confessed to him that she has had a long affair with Jerry. It was the moment I told Harold that my husband had known of our affair. That night the two men met: I don’t know what they said to each other. I never asked.

The point that is unique to the play’s plot, and not like my life at all, is that Robert and Jerry are best friends: Jerry had been best man at Robert and Emma’s wedding. Robert is a publisher and Jerry a writer’s agent, so they have professional links. They also regularly play squash together, then shower and go for lunch. Theirs is as close as a friendship can be between men. None of this was true of Harold’s relationship with my husband Michael, which was far less intimate. Michael was a BBC radio producer who admired Harold’s work and sought to promote it within the BBC script department and went on to direct it on radio. We both knew Harold and his actress wife Vivien socially – we dined in each other’s homes, sent holiday postcards, our children went to each other’s parties. Jerry refers to throwing Robert’s daughter up in the air and catching her at just such an occasion. Such an event actually happened, though I can’t recall whether it was at Harold’s home or my own. Neither can Robert or Jerry: the overlapping of life and fiction is tantalising.

The play moves backwards through nine scenes, each one revealing more of the affair: how the lovers had their own flat, came there in the afternoons, how the discovery of a letter from Jerry to Emma, holidaying in Venice, brought the affair to light. Michael and I holidayed in Venice right through the Sixties, and many letters flew back and forth. From then on – moving forward in the play but backwards in time – we see how the deceptions multiplied with each of the three people being complicit in the tangle of loyalties. Audiences find their sympathies shifting back and forth: many have an uneasy sense of their own dilemmas. Fidelity/infidelity in a long marriage is of universal fascination. And the play’s ambiguities are what create the tension.

Again the incidentals of Sixties life reflect those times: Harold and I had a flat in Kentish Town – 38 Burleigh Road. We chose it because at that time the place was rundown and not the sort of place where we were likely to bump into friends. In the play the location has moved to Kilburn – at the time of writing, it had yet to become popular. “Whoever went to Kilburn in those days?” reminisces Jerry. Later, when the Burleigh Road house was sold, we moved to 73 Park Hill Gardens in Hampstead, a much riskier place, but by then we were taking bigger risks.

Reading the play again and talking with Kristin Scott Thomas, I realise how Emma’s life was very much that of a woman of the Sixties. She is basically a housewife with a small child. As I was. I had married at 22 to someone who had been a fellow student at Cambridge. At the time, the theories of the psychologist John Bowlby were all the rage: that small children needed a close bond with their mothers, otherwise they would grow up damaged. So, once my daughter was born when I was 25, I gave up any idea of working. The concept of a career simply didn’t arise. I would be a wife and mother. But I was also a Cambridge graduate. I got restless for some life of the mind. I began to do a little broadcasting here and there but not much. And I began going along to Michael’s rehearsals. He was directing some of Pinter’s radio work at the time, and then I went with him to the party where I met Harold. It was where we had our first encounter. The last scene of Betrayal carries something of its force.

In later years – years that come early in the play – Emma has developed a career of her own: she is running an art gallery and can’t be free in the afternoons. Jerry is more and more busy, too, often in America. It is how the affair petered out in my own life. I got my break in a BBC television programme called Late Night Line Up in 1965. Running a family, an affair and a career was exhilarating but in the end unmanageable. As Jerry indicates in the play, how can they meet when Emma’s not free in the afternoons and he’s in America? We gave up the flat. We brought the affair to an amicable end.

What seems so odd today is that for seven years the affair remained largely secret. Slowly a number of people came to know – what with flats and phone calls, letters and close friends – but there was no gossip that reached the press. On one occasion, the filmmaker Joseph Losey remarked casually to Pinter (they were working on The Servant at the time): “How’s your affair going?” And Harold was outraged at such a breach of the understood etiquette. He found out who had talked – it was the writer David Mercer – searched him out, and gave him a thorough dressing down. People cowered before Harold’s disapproval.

There was something different about life then. People had a sense of the right to privacy that the rise of celebrity seems to have been eroding ever since. It was assumed that affairs arose from the dynamic of human relations – the unavoidable attraction of more than one other person in one’s life – and were viewed benignly until people began to get hurt. In our case, the theatre world, which is often lampooned as fluffy and shallow, proved impressively loyal. On the night Betrayal opened at the National Theatre, I was one of many guests invited to the after-show dinner celebration at La Barca restaurant. Lord Longford greeted me loudly – “They say this play is about you, Joan” – but was quickly hushed up by a flock of sympathetic friends. It had all been over long ago, and there was no need to speak of it.

In fact, it was Harold himself who made the whole thing public. In the mid-1990s, with Harold’s consent, Michael Billington embarked on a biography. Harold rang and asked me to talk to him.

“Really? Are you sure? What shall I say?”

“Tell him the truth. There’s no point in keeping the secret any more.”

So I did. Harold and I were each happily re-married by then but continued to be good friends. He felt that the passing of time had made things less explosive. He was wrong: when the biography was published in 1996, the revelations were seized on and made much of by the press. From then on, it was public knowledge. Ironically, when in 2003 I published my autobiography, The Centre of the Bed, it was Harold who was angry. He wrote a stinging letter telling me he was not happy at our relationship being “thrown open to the public”. He always liked to be in control. Such a dilemma is the crux of Betrayal.

Our friendship survived and shifted in the long years that followed. We met not often but regularly. He was always wonderful company, a great wit and story-teller, a source of quotations, ideas and laughter. He sent me the scripts of each new play as it was completed. Above all, we remained concerned about each other’s lives. When I remarried in 1975, Harold, who had just separated from his first wife Vivien, came along to the party and was the last guest to leave. On my wedding night, we sat drinking – just the three of us – until two in the morning.

Then in 1982 when Vivien died – of alcoholism at the age of 53 – he asked me if I would go along to her funeral. There were only a few of us, but it was a beautiful and thoughtful occasion. I was, then and always, pleased to be his friend.

 'Betrayal’ is at the Comedy Theatre, Panton Street, London SW1 (www.thecomedytheatre.co.uk), unt

sweet potato quiche

• Preheat the oven to 200C/180C Fan/Gas 6. Line a 20cm flan dish with the pastry. Prick the base all over with a fork and cover with baking paper. Weigh down with baking beans or uncooked rice.
• Bake for 10 mins. Remove the beans and paper and return to the oven for 5 mins. Set aside to cool slightly.
• Reduce the oven to 180C/ 160C Fan/Gas 4. Heat the oil in a large nonstick frying pan nd gently fry the sweet potato for 10 mins.
• Add the onion and cook for a further 5 mins, stirring occasionally until tender and just starting to colour. Add the spinach and cook for 1 min. Transfer to the pastry case.
• In a jug, whisk together the buttermilk, eggs and parsley. Pour over the filling in the pastry case then sprinkle over the feta.
• Cook in the oven for 25 mins or until the filling has just set through to the middle. Serve straight away or leave to cool for later.

pea croquttes

• Preheat the oven to 200C/ 180C Fan/Gas 6. Put the peas and cheese in a processor. Blitz briefly – they should be chopped but not puréed.
• Put the mixture in a large bowl. Combine with the chopped herbs, egg yolk and 25g of the breadcrumbs. Season well with black pepper. Shape the mixture into 8 croquettes. Place the remaining breadcrumbs on a plate and roll each croquette in them until evenly covered.
• Put on a baking sheet and drizzle over 2tsp of the olive oil. Bake in the preheated oven for 25-30 mins or until crisp and golden.
• To make the beetroot salad, whisk together the rest of the olive oil, the orange juice, vinegar and mustard in a bowl. Combine with the beetroot, shallot and orange zest. Spoon the mixture over the little gem leaves.
• Serve 2 croquettes per person, with the beetroot salad on the side.

ginger chicken

• Put the marmalade, juice, ginger and garlic in a bowl. Mix well. Add the chicken and stir to coat well. Cover and refrigerate for at least 2 hrs.
• Spread the chicken out in a foil-lined roasting tin, then pour on any excess marinade. Cover with foil and bake for 20 mins. Remove the foil and baste with the juices in the tin. Return to the oven, uncovered, for 25 mins until brown and cooked through.
• To make the salad, simmer the beans for 5 mins, refresh under cold water and remove the pods, if you prefer. Put in a bowl with the spring onions, carrots, cabbage, seed mix and coriander, then toss together well.
• Squeeze 2tsp lime juice and mix with the oil. Drizzle over the salad. Serve the chicken with the salad and lime wedges to garnish.
  
  
  
  • 4tbsp marmalade
  • 2tbsp orange juice
  • 2cm piece fresh ginger, grated
  • 1 clove garlic, crushed
  • 1.1kg pack Butcher’s Selection British Chicken Thighs
  • 200g frozen broad beans
  • spring onions, sliced
  • 400g carrots, coarsely grated
  • red cabbage, shredded
  • 100g Good& Balanced Berry Seed Mix
  • 3tbsp chopped coriander
  • 1 lime, cut into wedges
  • 3tbsp olive oil

  Method

  • Put the marmalade, juice, ginger and garlic in a bowl. Mix well. Add the chicken and stir to coat well. Cover and refrigerate for at least 2 hrs.
  • Spread the chicken out in a foil-lined roasting tin, then pour on any excess marinade. Cover with foil and bake for 20 mins. Remove the foil and baste with the juices in the tin. Return to the oven, uncovered, for 25 mins until brown and cooked through.
  • To make the salad, simmer the beans for 5 mins, refresh under cold water and remove the pods, if you prefer. Put in a bowl with the spring onions, carrots, cabbage, seed mix and coriander, then toss together well.
  • Squeeze 2tsp lime juice and mix with the oil. Drizzle over the salad. Serve the chicken with the salad and lime wedges to garnish.

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