Food was never the first item on the menu when I sat down to write a novel. Action, yes, intrigue, definitely, but characters taking time out to enjoy a steak at a posh restaurant never really crossed my mind. The people I wrote about were more comfortable facing enemy fire than perusing the menu of an Italian eatery. In my first novel, Gray Justice , the closest anyone got to a decent meal was when six members of the SAS got together on a canal barge and sheared sausages, bacon and eggs! Oh, and there were the endless tins of Spam. Never forget the Spam! That changed in my seventh title, Trojan . It’s a spin-off from my Tom Gray series and features MI5 operatives Andrew Harvey and his girlfriend Sarah Thompson. When not saving the country from terrorists, they like to out-do each other in the kitchen. Harvey kicks things off with a delicious seafood dish, and Sarah responds with lamb three ways. I didn’t go into much detail on the...