So it’s been a little quiet on the blog for the last couple of months. My usual excuses for a blogging-hiatus run on the predictable theme of work/life overload, but in this case, I am pleased to say that I have been otherwise occupied with a… Read More
Saturday mornings always meant soup during the winters of my childhood. Mum would get the pot boiling early, using bowls of split peas that had been soaking overnight, huge pumpkins that practically required an axe to split and tear-inducing onions that misted up her glasses. She… Read More
Let me first talk about Date Night. Although it’s a common enough term, “dating” has always seemed a distinctly American concept to me. Maybe that’s because I started “dating” Colin so long ago, when I was a mere teenager. In that time and place the… Read More
Back in my undergraduate student days the only cookbook I owned was Alison Holst’s “Meals without Meat”. I can confidently say that between 1993 and around 2005 I tried at least 50% of the recipes in that book, spurred on by a lengthy period of… Read More
Chez Moi 