Cooker and a Looker is dedicated to home cooking and the joy that sharing good food brings. Each post is a little sandwich of family life, food and humour. I write fresh, easy recipe ideas that become family favourites.
Among the recipes you’ll find plenty of tales about raising our two daughters on the farm.
If you’re a home cook who loves sharing great food, you’re in the right place. Cooker and a Looker is about salted butter, free range eggs and real life.
I’m a wife and the mother of two little girls from the Glass House Mountains in Queensland, Australia. My husband and I bought a turf farm in 2005.
I named my blog Cooker and a Looker because … at our wedding, my husband joked that as a young boy his footy coach had told him “You can either get a cooker or a looker, you can’t have both”. Five years and two daughters later, I started this blog in May 2012 to prove that I can both cook and look….. after the girls.
I blog because … I want an outlet that is solely Amanda. Just me. Years ago, I had some “just Amanda” space by merit of my career. Now I use this tiny spot on the interweb, and I love it.
My guiltiest pleasure is …
wine – wait, I may have got that wrong – should one feel remorse for a guilty pleasure? Internet shopping. I’m always trying to smuggle things from the letter box to the house before Bearhands sees them.
My favourite smell is … the smell of country shows. It’s a mix of livestock, popcorn, dagwood dogs and strawberry sundaes.
My best holiday was … our annual holiday to Fraser Island. We rent a house with friends at Orchid Beach for a week every year. Every year I come home espousing the virtues of commune living – the mummies take turns doing the cooking, the washing, the cleaning (and as a result, everyone gets a rest). The big kids watch over the little kids. The daddies, well, do daddy things. And we all have a wonderful time. It’s why I think humans are supposed to live in tribes.
A song that give me goosebumps is … Fire and Rain by James Taylor.
My first job was … washing dishes in a local cafe for the princely sum of $5.50 an hour. I started at 14 years and 9 months.
The word that best describes me is … nerd. You can take the girl out of science, but you can’t take the science out of the girl!
My greatest fear is … the moments between the unmistakeable thump of toddler head versus floor and the subsequent cry. (Party plans are a close second.)
My secret skill is … Latin and Greek roots. I love guessing the meaning of new words by breaking them down and trying to work out their origin.
The question I’m most often asked is … “Mum/Amanda, where’s my ______?”
My worst habit is ... wearing odd socks and subjecting the rest of my family to the same horror by way of my terrible housekeeping skills.
I secretly believe … the copious amount of lint I remove from the dryer after every load is the incinerated remains of our missing socks.