I’ve always enjoyed a brisk early morning walk with my friend Veronika – we’d chat along like 2 canaries at a beauty contest – we’d solve everyone’s problems including our own while walking & talking. Then I moved out to the farm and stopped walking altogether (tut tut), until my recent health scare had me whipping… Continue reading Walkies = Custard Slices
Last week-end I decided to take a gamble and play a game of ‘recipe roulette’, which was very risky, considering I’m on a extreme health kick after my recent near death experience (slight exaggeration) but I thought, stuff it, I’m all in for a little ‘excitement’ Now for those who’ve never played recipe roulette, it’s simple but… Continue reading Butter chicken with Naan and a game of Recipe Roulette
As life would have it, I was happily sunning myself away on my 3 weeks annual summer leave, when life threw me a massive gall bladder attack, with complications….it was bad, horrid, the worst thing ever to happen to me, so I will spare you the details …. I spent days in hospital undergoing tests ….we… Continue reading ‘After the gall bladder’ – Stewed fruit recipe.
One of my earliest memories of cupcakes was sitting at the edge of the kitchen sink with my feet soaking in jik* and licking the cupcake batter off the ends of the beater. My mother called them ice-creams sticks and it was my turn to lick them clean. *After spending the day in trees picking Mulberries,… Continue reading Holiday Cupcakes
Last week-end I got to spend some time with my sister Tracey and her family. As always we end up reminiscing about the good ole days. Tracey has an amazing memory and can recall every event and word from 20 years ago. She loves to remind me how I cooked a chicken in a plastic… Continue reading Baked Potato & BBQ chicken filling concoction.
My granny Margaret, nicknamed the ‘old lady’ by her very own children, had purple hair, a mole on her chin with a hair growing out of it, 12 children (seriously) and a gazillion grandchildren…..I was her favourite of course. Although I loved my granny I honestly never knew her and although we spent a lot… Continue reading The ‘old ladies’ Christmas Cake
You might not know this about me, but I’m actually a mother of 3, 2 boys and a daughter, Teagan (you’ve heard me mention her in previous posts). She is a mini me – loves to play housey house, cooks, has verbal diarrhoea, loves scrabble and has a psychotic bladder. I get her and she… Continue reading Boys, a mom and lost sock ‘things’