Well known as the daddy of olive oil, in fact they must sell more bottles of the stuff worldwide than anyone else, Filippo Berio also sell the actual olives too.

It was on a wet morning earlier this month that I went to Francesco Mazzei’s rather lovely restaurant L’Anima for breakfast, all to hear first-hand about Filippo Berio’s launch of their new olive oil bottle.

Christopher and Khadine Rose are the latest crusaders of corkage. Launching this month, their well-intentioned initiative is the unambiguously titled ‘Bring Your Own Bottle’ club (BYOB).

These kits made the most authentic and tasty curries we’ve ever knocked up in the kitchen and the convenience factor is ideal for a weekday night.

For every season churn, churn churn. Yes, I am humming an old Byrd’s song as I load up the Cusinart Duo ice cream maker. It seems appropriate, after all the world’s most celebrated ice cream gurus, Ben And Jerry, are themselves old hippies who no doubt grooved to The Byrds themselves in their day.

It’s not often we spend more time in the office looking at packaging rather than the food within it, but the Bellevue Tea sample pack had designers rushing over from their Macs to coo and drool over this elegant tea’s exterior.

If you’ve got a sweet tooth, you probably already worship at the Gucci-slippered paws of Monty Bojangles. Well to add to his range, the feline fatty has brought out a range of all-natural retro sweets to feed the nostalgic schoolboy in all of us. Cola Cubes, Aniseed Balls, Sherbet Pips, Rhubarb & Custard, Pineapple Cubes, Lemon Sherbets and even White Mice.

Verjuice has recently become available to British home cooks and chefs alike. This versatile product is made from the unfermented juice of unripe wine grapes, pressed from the green-harvested thinnings that, we are told, are high in acid and low in sugar. Its versatility as a flavour enhancer makes it an excellent alternative to lemon juice, vinegar or wine in your cooking.

Mention plastic food boxes and most people of a certain age will say ‘Tupperware’ whose parties I fondly imagined, at 13, were scenes of some kind of adult depravity. The word party in the 70s often conjured up images that involved Germans and weird pop music for some reason.

The people at Marmite marketing sure do know their stuff. Not only do they have one of the very few ad campaigns running right now that isn’t some peace of meaningless Euro-piffle that could be for anything from mobile phones to building societies, they also keep reinventing the black stuff.