I've never been conned by the lavish pictures that you find in cookery books. The meals I make never turn out looking so tasty, with such a variety of texture and hue, yielding up moisture in all the right places and never sitting in an oily puddle. For those who remember fondly my first foray into black and white food photography (no-one) here is another instalment.

It's called “Steak”.


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