Once the directive to self-isolate was properly understood, like everyone else it seems, I responded first of all by cooking for a siege. Suitably terrified by stories of what could befall the 70+ I decided to be as self-sufficient as possible. Cooked pots and pots of spinach, blanched, chilled, squeezed, divided and frozen. It is a wonderful resource – folded into a breakfast omelette, dropped into a pot of buttered rice, added to casseroles, or buttered lavishly and served underneath a grilled piece of fish.
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