All our food comes straight from our farms: our meat and poultry, fruit and veg from our market garden, bread from our bakery: and cheese, milk and yoghurt from our creamery. To make our soups and meals, our chefs use only the freshest ingredients, combined with simple techniques to bring out the natural flavours of our seasonal, organic produce.

When we don’t make a product on our farm, we source from artisan suppliers who share our commitment to quality and sustainability and who produce items to our recipes. We are fully transparent in that you can visit our farm to see for yourself how our animals are kept, where our vegetables are grown and how our food is produced.

Organic farming means that food is produced the way nature intended; free from GM, artificial additives, fertilisers, growth promotors and herdicides. At Daylesford, we firmly believe that organic farming is better for our health, our animals and the environment – and it always tastes better.

Our farmshop and café on Westbourne Grove is located at the heart of the Notting Hill community. The first thing you’ll notice is the fresh, seasonal produce delivered daily from our farms market garden, artisan cheese and breads from our creamery and bakery, organic meats from our animals – serviced by a real butcher; everything you need for a good value, fresh weekly shop. Our organic café is a place to eat, drink and relax with friends and family or take-away for lunch or to take home as part of your, good, fresh weekly shop.

Farmshop & Café, Pimlico
44B Pimlico Road, London SW1W 8LP
Telephone 020 7881 8060

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208-212 Westbourne Grove, Notting Hill, London W11 2RH
Telephone 020 7313 8050

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The Wife’s Homemade Pasta

Ingredients:

5 1/4 Cups of Flour

8 Eggs

1 Teaspoon of Salt

Directions:

1. Pour flour onto counter, add 1 teaspoon of salt and make a hole in the middle to crack 8 eggs into.

2. Whisk Eggs slowly with a fork, slowly adding flour as you mix.

3. Knead dough for 10 minutes until elastic.

4. Separate dough into 2, wrap each in Saran wrap and refrigerate for 30 minutes.

5. Once out of the fridge cut each dough ball into 3rds and roll through pasta press machine until desired thickness. We suggest setting 7. – Special thanks to Josh Rosenstein for teaching us this recipe!

Flour with Salt

Adding 8 eggs into Flour mixture.

Kneading Dough

Split into two, Wrap in Saran Wrap and Refrigerate.

Pasta Press Machine

Pasta. Plain. But Good.

INGREDIENTS:
Pasta.
And salt.
And water.
And Fire.

DIRECTIONS:
Place the pasta in the water and the salt in the water and the water in the pot and the pot on the fire.
In the pot? The fire in the pot?
No. The water in the pot. The pot on the fire.
The pasta in the water?
Yes, in the water.
And the salt in the fire?
No. The salt in the water.
And the water on the fire?
No. The water in the pot and the pot on the fire. Not the water on the fire. For then the fire will die and dying be dead.
Nor will the water boil and the pasta will drain dry and not cooked and hard to the teeth.

The salt falls nor does it cease to fall.
The water boils. So be it.
Cease from placing your hand in the boiling water. Place your hand in the boiling water and it will cause you pain.
Much pain?
Very much pain.

In the pot the bubbles bubble up and bubble some more. The bubbles are bubbly. Never more bubbly bubbles bubbling bubbliest. And having bubbled the bubbles still bubbly.
Or bubblier?
Or bubblier.
Across the kitchen a board intended for chopping. Here. Take it. Chop.
What will I chop? There are no ingredients to chop.
Just chop. Don’t cease from chopping. To chop is to become a man.

After 10 minutes. The pasta stiff and dry and upright no more. The pasta lank and wet and soft. In the eternal damp of water.
Pour water free like some ancient anointing. The pasta left alone in the pot. Alone and naked.
The salt? Where’s the salt?
The salt is gone. Lost to the water and gone forever.
I grieve for the salt.
It is the salt for which I grieve.

Tip the pasta out.
The pasta?
Yes. Tip it out. Onto.
A plate?
Yes. And stop.
Finishing your sentences?
Yes.
Why?
Because it’s so.
Irritating?

Nothing in your memory anywhere of anything so good. Now the pasta is eaten. Disappeared. The pasta disappeared as everything disappeared. As the comma disappears and the semicolon disappears and the inverted comma disappears and the apostrophe disappears and the adjectives and the pronouns all disappear.
Leaving just full stops and And.
And And?
And And.
And And.

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