The comedian and writer on his mother’s terrible cooking, his first ever curry and trying to blow £8,000 in Armenia’s top restaurant
My childhood memories of cooking at home are of very overcooked meat, as tough as old boots. And a lot of fry-ups and 70s food like Vesta pancakes and a soup which went on for ever – like an enormous vat of what appeared to be water with one chicken claw in it.
My mother was a terrible cook but I didn’t know that until I was about 13 and my friend – also called Dave – gave me an avocado at his house. I thought, “I had no idea there’s a dimension of taste like this”, and I’ve been obsessed since with trying to find other food that made me so interested in food as avocado.
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