The joy of Google Reader is that even though blogs are Verboten at work - boo - I can read them via Reader, though not comment.This one has had me in stitches. He's open, honest, and very entertaining.http://foodurchin.blogspot.com/This one I adore. I love the way she writes, and she's a London lass so I even …
Author: Cookwitch
Use It Up salad
Tonight I needed to sit in the garden, in the fading light (boo to the light fading earlier and earlier) and eat something fresh and tasty and fast. So I did.I am well aware that not everyone will these things in their fridge to use up, but I did and I am very glad about …
Almond Coconut Fairycakes
As ever, I am still on my Low Carb quest. It makes no odds what I eat, I'm still a lardy lass but you have to try.These are nice. Very easy to make, sweet coconutty mouthfuls that negate the need to go and ravage a whole sugar filled cake. You can just use all ground …
Mojito anyone?
I do not drink alcohol. I cannot drink it, as I am allergic to it and it makes me feel very bad after only a teaspoonful as my friends can attest. It's not a problem at all, except on hot, sunny days when a mojito sounds just about the best thing ever. Apart from the …
Blackened – on purpose – Tuna Steaks
Yesterday was a very nice day. Because I did some of the food shopping on Friday, we didn't have so much to do. The Football and the prep for the Football and then the Football appeared to keep a lot of the people off the streets, although this did mean that people who don't usually …
Sweet Olive Oil Bread
This is an Italian recipe called Pissota, and I have a great deal of time for it. It was given to me many years ago by an Italian lady called G and the first time I made it just the smell of the batter made me happy.PissotaMakes 1 loaf4 eggs1 cup sugar (you can probably …
O Kerkyra, orea.
My mind this morning was in the lofty heights of Mount Parnassus, far from the dusty train that I was travelling in. Instead of the mingled aftershaves and perfumes, I had the heady aroma of wild rosemary baking in the hot sun, the dry, chalky smell that rises off the rough, white tracks that criss …
Thea Eleni
My food memories started early.The back door is open to let in the summer breeze. A cheap net curtain wafts in the window, sending dappled shadows across the floor. Outside there are children playing under a huge spreading apple tree with a large alsatian dog who seems to act as both friend and mother to …
This may take some getting used to...but I shall try my best.I wanted a blog that I can use for just food/cookery related posts and having been inspired by the awesome http://tinykitchentales.blogspot.com/I thought I'd start one here.It will be sporadic, because I am, but we shall see how it goes.