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Anglesey Eggs
Eggs bedded into leek-flecked mash under a blanket of sharp cheese sauce, baked until golden and bubbling. A Welsh supper dish that proves the simplest things are usually the best.
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Pork liver and belly shaped with sage and mace, braised in a dark onion gravy until the kitchen smells of something your bones remember, with mushy peas spooned alongside in bright green contrast.
January. The kind of evening where the windows are dark by half four and the kitchen is the only warm room in the house. This is when faggots make sense. Not before.
They're a Midlands dish, a Welsh dish, a Black Country dish. Depending on who you ask, the recipebelongs to their grandmother and no one else's. What it always is: pork liver and belly, sage and onion and breadcrumbs, shaped into generous rounds and braised slowly in a dark onion gravy until the whole kitchen smells of something your body recognises before your brain catches up. Mushy peas on the side, bright green against the brown. A meal that costs next to nothing and gives back more than it should.
I first ate proper ones from a market stall on a wet Saturday in a town I can't quite remember the name of. Polystyrene tray. Wooden fork. Gravy soaking through the bottom. I wrote it down in the notebook that evening: offal, sage, gravy, rain. Some meals mark themselves.
This is home cooking at its most honest. Offal is cheap because people have forgotten what to do with it, which is a shame, because it carries a depth of savoury flavour that lean cuts simply can't reach. Your butcher will have pork liver. Ask for caul fat too, the lacy membrane that wraps the faggots and bastes them as they braise. If you can't get it, don't worry. Shape them firmly and they'll hold their own. The gravy does most of the work. We're only making dinner.
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400g
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300g
skin removed
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1 large
finely chopped
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100g
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8-10
finely chopped
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good pinch
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to taste
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enough to wrap 8-10 faggots
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3 large
thinly sliced
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30g
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1 tablespoon
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500ml
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a few sprigs
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1 tablespoon
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250g
soaked overnight in cold water with a pinch of bicarbonate of soda
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a knob
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a squeeze or splash
| Ingredient | Quantity |
|---|---|
| pork liver | 400g |
| pork bellyskin removed | 300g |
| onion (for the faggots)finely chopped | 1 large |
| fresh white breadcrumbs | 100g |
| fresh sage leavesfinely chopped | 8-10 |
| ground mace | good pinch |
| fine sea salt and black pepper | to taste |
| caul fat (optional) | enough to wrap 8-10 faggots |
| onions (for the gravy)thinly sliced | 3 large |
| unsalted butter (for the gravy) | 30g |
| plain flour | 1 tablespoon |
| good beef stock | 500ml |
| fresh thyme | a few sprigs |
| Worcestershire sauce | 1 tablespoon |
| dried marrowfat peassoaked overnight in cold water with a pinch of bicarbonate of soda | 250g |
| butter (for the peas) | a knob |
| lemon juice or malt vinegar | a squeeze or splash |
The night before, tip the marrowfat peas into a large bowl and cover them generously with cold water. Add a pinch of bicarbonate of soda. Leave them overnight. They'll swell to nearly twice their size and the skins will soften. This step isn't negotiable. Tinned marrowfat peas exist, and they're fine in a pinch, but soaked and cooked from scratch they have a sweetness and a texture that the tin can't replicate.
Cut the liver and pork belly into rough chunks. You're going to mince them, either through a mincer on its coarse plate or in a food processor. If you're using a processor, pulse it. You want a coarse, rough texture, not a paste. Think sausage meat, not pâté. Tip the mince into a large bowl. Add the finely chopped onion, the breadcrumbs, the sage, the mace, and a generous seasoning of salt and pepper. Mix it with your hands until everything is evenly combined. It should smell deeply savoury, earthy and herbal, like a kitchen that knows what it's doing.
Divide the mixture into eight to ten portions and roll each into a firm ball, a little larger than a golf ball. If you have caul fat, rinse it gently in warm water (it's delicate, handle it like wet tissue paper), spread it out, and cut it into squares large enough to wrap each faggot. Tuck the edges underneath. The caul will melt during cooking and baste the faggots from the outside. If you haven't got caul, just shape them firmly and they'll hold together in the gravy. Pack them snugly into an ovenproof dish, touching but not crowded. Set the oven to 180C/160C fan.
Melt the butter in a heavy pan over a medium heat. Add the sliced onions and a pinch of salt. Stir them through the butter and then leave them alone, mostly. You want them to cook down slowly, softening from sharp and pale to sweet and golden, then on to a deep amber that smells like Sunday afternoon. This takes a good twenty to thirty minutes. Don't rush it. Stir when you remember. When they've collapsed into something sticky and dark, sprinkle over the flour and stir for a minute. Pour in the stock gradually, stirring as you go, then add the thyme sprigs and the Worcestershire sauce. Let it simmer for five minutes. Taste it. It should be rich, savoury, and just slightly sweet from the onions. Season as needed.
Pour the onion gravy over the faggots in their dish. It should come about two thirds of the way up. Don't drown them; you want the tops exposed so they colour in the oven. Cover the dish with foil and braise for thirty minutes. Then remove the foil and give them another fifteen to twenty minutes uncovered, until the tops are burnished and the gravy is bubbling around the edges. The kitchen will smell extraordinary by now. Trust your nose. When it smells done, it is.
While the faggots are in the oven, drain the soaked peas and tip them into a saucepan. Cover with fresh cold water by a good few inches. Bring to a boil, skim off any foam that rises, then reduce to a gentle simmer. Cook for forty-five minutes to an hour, checking now and then and adding water if they start to look dry. You'll know they're ready when they begin to collapse of their own accord, going from individual peas to a rough, thick mass. Some will hold their shape and some won't. That's what you want. Stir in the butter, a squeeze of lemon or a splash of malt vinegar to brighten them, and season well with salt and pepper. They should taste green and sweet and savoury all at once.
Spoon two or three faggots onto each warm plate. Ladle the onion gravy over them, properly, not a polite drizzle but a generous pour. Put a good heap of mushy peas alongside. There are few better feelings than putting a warm plate of this in front of someone on a cold evening. It's the kind of meal that makes people go quiet for a moment, and then reach for more. That's all you need to know.
1 serving (about 430g)
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