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Fowl (or Why I don't have a Food Blog)

Fowl (or Why I don't have a Food Blog)

Today is a beautiful (beautiful! listen to those birds! enjoy that sunshine!) day. Amelia J slept all night until 5.30am when Big-P did some of his gentle cajoling and got her back to sleep...

A few post-weekend notes

A few post-weekend notes

Happy 1st birthday (for yesterday) little James! This weekend I grumped along to see Lost in Translation dragging my feet and complaining about the crappy seats. I came out sniffing the delicious summer breeze...

Finger lickin'

Finger lickin'

Amelia J crawled properly (all be it very awkwardly) for the first time yesterday! She has been trying it rather tentatively ever since. It’s a sight to behold; rolling, tumbling, legs go every which...

Thai Soup Mama

Thai Soup Mama

On Saturday night Mum gave me a lesson in roasting chicken. She has a big old ceramic chicken cooker and it worked a treat. I now have a chicken carcase in the fridge waiting...

Soup du jour

Soup du jour

After watching Jamie’s Kitchen last night, and witnessing his students blunder through the supposedly simple exercise of cutting up leeks, I thought I should tell you about my leek cooking disaster over the weekend....

sinewy

sinewy

Stewing lamb-shanks for baby food is enough to turn anyone vegetarian.

South of the Border Soup

South of the Border Soup

Last night Big-P and I made some delicious, mexican inspired, tortilla-accompanied soup. I hesitate to call it tortilla soup as we left out a few key ingredients that seem to be ubiquitous when making...

Passionless

Passionless

Crap. I have just got home to discover the gardener (who I was so excited about many moons ago) has ripped down the passionfruit vine. And I was dreaming of passionfruit drenched pavlovas.

Garden delights

Garden delights

At Collingwood College the kids are given the wonderful opportunity to grow their own fruit and vegies in the school gardens and are then taught how to prepare the seasonal produce as delicious dishes...

Stick = ?

Stick = ?

It’s funny how some days after you have had a lack of quality sleep (Amelia J was up at 3am and then again at 5.30 and then again at 7) you find wells of...