I’ve decided that I won’t press publish on this post until I’m safely ensconced in the back of the transfer service’s car enroute to the Gourmet Garden bloggers' conference in Noosa. So many things ...
Baking
bites for blokes – Jan’s man food
Long term readers will recall my tearful reunion with Jack last year. Jack is a bit of a doggy delinquent and I’ve collected him from many far flung places over the years. If I’d only strapped a ...
Raspberry Yoghurt Cake and Mother’s Day when someone is missing
I was picking my cuticles while I sat in my GP’s office a few months after David died. I was telling him that my milk was drying up and how I was dreading the approach of Christmas. He listened and ...
jam roly poly. it’s no match for fairy bread.
We were under strict instructions not to be late to kindy yesterday. This, of course, meant something would inevitably go wrong. So I shouldn’t have been surprised that, just as we were about to ...
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 ...
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 ...