Akira Kusaka is a storyteller, each one as bizarre, whimsical and evocative as the next. Watch this short slideshow of the Japanese illustrator’s work –– and you’ll see what I mean. There’s a peacock in full spread standing proudly over the light of the moon, an astronaut walking his dalmation, and a man fishing for stars from his air balloon. Kusaka’s work is such a delight.

I’m drawn to the work of British ceramicist, Carolyn Gender. The colours, of course, are what pulled me in, but her forms –– thrown, thrown and altered, or hand built –– are all superb. I also love her use of pattern. “More than painted surfaces, each piece is a continuous three dimensional canvas,” says Gender in her artist’s statement. So much inspiration in what she creates. 

The first time I met Mika Bareket she sold me Tom Valenti’s soups, stews, and one pot meals. Even at the till, (at Type Books where she used to work) I knew I’d never make that rabbit stew with marjoram and vermouth, but I was so whipped up in Mika’s enthusiasm, that I had to buy it. I still have the book, and when the urge to make a lobster bisque strikes, I’ll be ready. When Mika first opened Good Egg in Kensington Market I was in the shop at least once a week. Most of the people I know and love have received a gift from Good Egg. Brazilian barbecue for my friend, Tamara, Ottolenghi for my mother-in-law, a French market bag for my neighbour, Erin, countless books for my favourite babies and children, Marimekko for everyone, Baggu for everyone, and anything illustrated by Maira Kalman for me. Mika has a knack for making her customers feel that they are her number one. She is what my Mum would call a good egg –– a top notch person, with excellent wrapping skills. Goodbye, Good Egg  –– we hope to see you again soon.