If a kitchen object were ever to feature in SEX, this would be it. I’m not talking about the hot sweaty act but the (in)famous shop on the Kings road in London. The one that was run by designer Vivienne Westwood and pop Svengali Malcolm McLaren about the same time he launched the Sex Pistols.
I don’t suppose many readers would have visited Sex. As a teenager I was lucky enough to. I didn’t have the cash for bondage pants, anything decorated with lavatory chains or those fancy BDSM outfits made out of shiny rubber.
As we celebrate 30 years since the Sex Pistols swore and gobbed themselves around the country I do have a bit more cash. Enough to buy this kitchen object, not rubber, but a silicon muffin pan. In the 30 months I have owned this object, it has brought a revolution to my cooking.
No longer do I spend hours greasing tins and cutting small circles of baking paper that sit in the bottom of baking tins.
Splat, I just plop whatever concoction is my cooking fad this week into the object, slip it into the oven and, once cool, slide out my whatever it is. No sticking, no broken corners, Perfectomundo.
Think muffins, small soufflés, panacotta (loads of it) and this thing does the job.
Food fascist
1. Keep sharp objects (even safety pins) away from the silicon
2. Place it on a metal tray in the oven
3. It does smell
4. This one cost $70 but the price is coming down with popularity
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