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Issue 29 Spring 2006 For dowmloadable PDF version click (10Mb)
 
  CONTENTS

  Two Way Traffic? 3

  News in Brief 4

  Letters 6

  Porn Again 8

  Straight to the Point 10

  Springtime for Jules 11

  Fairtrade 12

  Think Global... Act N16 12

  Round the Bend 16  

  The Round House 16

  Market Forces 18

  Broader than Broadway 19   

  Stokey Press Watch 20

  Every Breath You Take 21

  Stoking the Pudding 22

  Arts & Entertainment 24

  Local Music 26

  Daniel Defoe 30

  Queen of Stokey 30

  Open Mic 31

  From a Small Tent in Cuba 32

  You Get Me? 33

  Church Street Trader 34

  Farmers' Market 35

   A Singular man 36

  Looking for Pete 37

  Just Over the Border 38

  Blue Riband 39
  Comedy Candy 39
  Wine 40
  Bagloads of Compost 40
  View from the Lane 41
  Boy in the Clock End 42
  Xword 42

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Sweetness and light

By Peter Grogan

If you’re one of those people for whom the mere presence of the two concepts ‘sweet’ and ‘wine’ in a sentence – let alone in a glass – sends a shiver down the spine, then you’d better sit down. The fact is that Thai food and off-dry – and, whisper it, even fully sweet wines – were made for each other. So when you visit the spectacular new quarters of YumYum on the High Street then you’re really going to have to give it a go.

You could brace yourself for this experience with a seriously sensuous ‘Thai Silk’ cocktail – but only if the thought of a mix of dark rum, almonds, orange, apricot, fresh lime and pineapple doesn’t put you off. Plenty of sweetness there, by the way, and I don’t hear anybody complaining. (NB it’s the lime juice that provides the acidity to keep everything from cloying, of course.) A quick perusal of the new wine list shows it has expanded at about the same rate as the size of the restaurant and now runs to around 60 wines in total.

The good burghers of Alsace who started experimenting with the late harvesting of their grapes in the Middle Ages presumably had not even a passing acquaintance with galangal and lemon grass, coconut milk and fish sauce, but what they did with their wines was in a way similar to what Thai chefs do. By letting their grapes ripen to maximum sweetness they set up a beguiling balancing act between this sweetness and the natural acidity of the fruit, between sugars and sharpness. Something of the same process is at work when a chef mixes opposing flavours by adding both palm sugar and rice wine or coconut milk and fish sauce to Thai dishes.

Of the four ‘noble’ Alsace grape varieties, it’s Gewurztraminer that is generally thought to have the greatest affinity with oriental food. Quality in Alsace has never come cheap, however, so to tempt the sceptics among you into trying just one single glass of wine made from this most idiosyncratic of grapes, Atique has sourced a South African example at a mere £3.50 (£14.00 bottle). There’s serious body here and enough of the typically spicy Gewurz nose and luscious lychee flavours to get the point across.

It’s not taking a great deal for granted to assume that this point will have been well taken, so your next stop on the list could be a bottle of Schloss Johannisberger Riesling Spätlese – which is a bit of a mouthful whichever way you look at it. If a zesty citrus nose and lovely purity of fruit matched with clean, tongue-tingling acidity sound good, then the fact that it’s good value at £29.00 should settle the matter.

In general, as with most restaurants, the further up the price scale you venture, the lower the mark-ups, so be consoled with this fact if you spring £44 for the Condrieu ‘La Petite Côte’ from the excellent northern Rhône winemaker Yves Cuilleron. In no sense a sweet wine, this nonetheless has the long, rounded apricot flavours typical of the viognier grape. If your concern is more with the moolah itself rather than the mark-ups, you could do a lot worse than rub yourself up against the pert and perky Argentinian Torrontes from Michel Torino (£15.40) – it’s off-dry with tropical fruit flavours and a lovely flowery nose.

If you decide you want to go the whole hog with the sweetness thing, you’ll need to know that the last thing on the list is a Canadian ‘ice wine’ from Pelee Island (£39.00 half-bottle). These wines are made from individually picked grapes harvested so late in the year – and even into the new year – that they’re frozen on the vines. Each one gives up a few drops of super-concentrated nectar, which explains not only the price but also the stunning loveliness of the wine.


Bagloads of Compost

By Penny Rimbaud

Having two years ago discovered that Hackney’s pitifully few allotments were dangerously contaminated with arsenic and lead, Hackney Council promised prompt ‘remedial’ action, suggesting that on some plots this would entail complete removal and replacement of soil. They also suggested that at all times gloves, boots and masks should be worn by those working the land, while children and pets should be encouraged to stay at home, and yes, that’s right, what about your back garden?

Now let’s fast forward to the present: allotmenteers are being informed that things are not so bad after all, although the wearing of gloves remains de rigueur. Yes, the lead and arsenic are still there (that which hasn’t been sucked up by the potatoes), but the Council in their infinite wisdom have decided ‘to further mitigate any residual risks’ by supplying bagloads of compost to dilute its impact, to be exact, twenty bags per allotment, giving an overall layer no thicker than one inch. Please correct me if I’m wrong, but I’ve never thought that a spoonful of arsenic becomes any less poisonous for being diluted with water; it might be more palatable, but sure as eggs is eggs it will have the same effect.

That said, allotmenteers seem happy enough to be back on their patches. This week, having removed a winter’s worth of drink cans, used condoms and soggy copies of the Weekend Guardian that had been tossed over the fence, I helped spread my partner’s twenty bagloads. Meanwhile there were ‘groups hanging around’ the nearby alley conspiring through sublime indifference to overthrow government as we know it. ‘Nice weed, innit?’ Yeah, Spring is springing, the grass is growing, and one way or another we’ll work together without the Home Office’s handy ‘Together’ phone line (see article page 22). Happy planting.

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