Shuttling between South London and North Yorkshire, Mr and Mrs H seek out ways of producing the best hamburger, pizza, pasta, pancakes, pork pie, rhubarb pie, marmalade etc. They are notably assiduous on the unlikely topic of blancmange.
Prodding and testing the kitchen status quo there is an occasional hint that maybe one half of this relationship is more sure of her place in the pecking order than the other but praise and rebuke are meted out in equal portions by both sides and, on the whole, graciously accepted.
Reasons to buy this book: it is very funny; there is no other food book quite like this one; it is not celebrity poncing about in the kitchen; it's a refreshing mix of food, love, rivalry, sulking, pride before a fall and huffing and puffing; it is generously scattered with interesting references and musings on food; it has recipes and, like radio, it has no pictures.
One reason not to buy this book. You might find yourself in your pyjamas in the kitchen, at three o'clock in the morning, trying to make the perfect Welsh, Scotch, Irish or English rarebit. Or is it rabbit?