Simple things are often some of the best and food memories from our childhoods some of the strongest. This cake was my granny’s and searching for her cake tin full of it was the first thing my brother and I did when we visited. The crunchy sweet top and soft fluffy inside was my idea…
Sometimes, once in a while, every few weeks, I like to push the boat out. Push the boat out and suggest something that isn’t ice cream for pudding. Adventurous I know. It’s summer, even if the weather is doing it’s best to pretend otherwise, and fruit is, quite literally, ripe for the picking. Apricots have…
Sitting at home, in the kitchen, in the playroom, in the spare bedroom, in my room and anywhere else that there’s space are cook books. I have cook books everywhere. But how many of these cookbooks have been used more than once or twice? How many of the recipes I eyed up when in the…