Peanut Brittle

Growing up, I remember my mom had particular habits she would follow when shopping. One of the many I also came to adopt as an adult is her love of buying peanut brittle at the till while waiting to pay. That nutty flavour with the sweet caramel crunch always brings back memories. Then I went and spoiled it all by becoming a chef and learning how it’s actually made. No more brittle at tills for me anymore. The same fate has befallen mayonnaise, liver paté, burgers and all cakes – just some