I'm confident that my brother in law Craig, knew my answer when he phoned to ask whether I'd like an impromptu cooking class from one of his mates visiting from Singapore. A few hours later, James ...
recipes
no foe shall gather our harvest | ANZAC traditions
The first time I attended the Dawn Service at Orchid Beach, I was moved to tears. Listening to the waves and the birds during a moment of silence; I pictured the young men of Gallipoli and the ways ...
maggie’s nut brown hare
A few years ago Sonia the Zucchini Farmer gave me a copy of Maggie’s Kitchen. It's signed by the doyen herself; the inscription reads To Amanda, I hear you love to cook. Have fun with my ...
moussaka and mediocre mothering
The school holidays are killing me. The Big Sister is dino-stomping on my last nerve. I adore her inquisitive nature and her tenacious approach to life; but as luck would have it, I'm not strong ...
making mud pies and banana choc chip cake
Regular readers will probably recall my joy at replacing the Oven of Certain Mediocrity a few months back. The Oven of Certain Mediocrity bugged me. It didn't have a timer. In fact, it didn't even ...
oat cakes, expats and rastafarian rodents
With the exception of 45 minutes on a flight from Phuket to Singapore when I was so embarrassed by my compatriots I wished I was from anywhere else, I have never wanted to be anything other than ...