When we were little, there was one pudding that my non-pudding-making mother would occasionally make: pavlova. We would watch it being made, placed carefully into a low oven. We were barely allowed to watch it whilst it cooked, so keen was the fear of cracking.… Read More
This is quite a silly post about a very silly recipe. This cake is not big and it is not clever. So much so that I very nearly did not write this post. But it turned out to be really quite joyful, and a perfect… Read More
I’m going to make some wild assertions on love and romance, and then I’m going to tell you to cheat. And I’m going to finish it all off with a chocolate and caramel tart that would make the angels weep. Happy Valentine’s Day.
For the last week I have had acute Christmas anxiety. So I made brownies. Christmas brownies. The best brownies, possibly, that you will ever taste.
The bits of Christmas I like most are the stolen quiet moments. And in those quiet moments, I make Nutella Snowflake Bread.
I have fallen in love with scones.
My intention to medicate all autumnal malaises and maladies with appropriate food has been… stalled somewhat.
There are some things which you bake, make or cook which are deeply calming, the very process of their creation, let alone their consumption, is enough to salve the stresses of the day. Pureeing roasted squash for soup is pretty satisfying, or chopping a host… Read More
Birthday Millionaire Shortbread I am not a very creative or inspired person.
This is a bumper post, I’m afraid. Four recipes to mitigate the self-indulgent spiel, but feel free to skip the claptrap and jump straight to the baked goods. I won’t hate you. Mainly, because I won’t know. If I knew, I’d hate you, you heartless… Read More