Have a mentioned enough times here how much I love pies? And I mean all pies, sweet and savoury, simple or intricate, thick or delicate, with homemade or storebought dough- love them all. All day, everyday, pie is king. [READ MORE]
Have a mentioned enough times here how much I love pies? And I mean all pies, sweet and savoury, simple or intricate, thick or delicate, with homemade or storebought dough- love them all. All day, everyday, pie is king. [READ MORE]
My father is quite rarely mentioned here. He almost never talks about food- he barely discusses the recipes I share on the blog, although he’s told me over and over again that he likes the stories I write. Sometimes, he also comments on mistakes he finds- which doesn’t surprise me at all. When I was in College, I had once written him a super heartfelt, emotional letter, to which he replied in an equally heartfelt and emotional manner, while also enclosing in the envelope my own letter, with corrections on it. [READ MORE]
Let’s end the week on a sweet note, shall we? Let’s a make a dessert- one that’s not fussy, but super summery and absolutely delicious. Also, keeping in with yesterday’s lecture about guilt and my declaration of love for light weekly meals, let’s also make it simple, quick, without butter or other trimmings. [READ MORE]
I have a love & hate relationship with fried food. I love it, because it’s delicious and crunchy and hitting all the round notes and I hate it, because I dread frying. You know, that ol’ thing, where you need to stand over a hot pan, turning pieces of fish, or dough or whatever else, having the whole house and your hair smelling like a diner? Yup, that one. [READ MORE]
This has been quite a roller coaster of a week; lots of work, lots of nights out, midweek drinks combined with too-early wake-ups, a lot of gloom and a little bit of sunshine. You get the picture. Kinda. I kinda get it too, as most of it went by too fast and looking back it seems quite blurry. [READ MORE]
Last week, I went to the Full of Spice festival in Kew Gardens. It was cool (no pun intended) and interesting and rekindled my love for spices. Of all the info on all the spices, what struck me the most was that on nutmeg and mace. [READ MORE]
As a kid and teenager, I never drunk anything apart from water, milk and freshly squeezed juices; there were never sodas or ready made juices around and I never really craved them. Our first summer after high school, when I had discovered and was passionately devoted to coffee, my sister, friends and I decided (among other, irrelevant things) to cut down on coffee. [READ MORE]
As I’ve mentioned on yesterday’s post, my grandma was a mess in the kitchen. Yet, she had a recipe book (mostly because she had to, I think) which has now been passed on to me. About a third of it is blank, and although all the recipes are written in her beautiful calligraphic handwriting, quite a few are incomplete, lacking ingredients or directions. Really, I would expect nothing different from her. [READ MORE]
I spend about half of the year without tomatoes. It’s a hell of a lot of time, if you ask me. But it’s always worth it. Come late spring, when I’m finally able to get my hands on the first ones of the season, I remember why I need to wait. [READ MORE]
Blueberries are here, people! Yay for blueberries, always and forever! I love all berries, but these dark purple, juicy and sweet beauties might just be my favourite. From the moment they’re in season, I buy them constantly and they’re a staple in most of my breakfast dishes; yogurt with lots of seeds and nuts, lemony pancakes or even smoothies, you name it and there’s probably blueberries in it. But that’s not all; let’s not forget dessert, it would be such a sin. Summer berries are the superstar of sweet treats, especially pies. [READ MORE]