When I was a kid, I distinctly remember tipping cereal all over the kitchen floor quite a few times. I would frantically sweep it all up before getting pasted by one of my parents. Then I'd usually spill milk everywhere because of the sheer weight of the 400 litre goon of a milk jug … Continue reading Breakfast and avocados
When I first started dating the boy, we used to always make homemade Chinese banquets. Unfortunately, he hid his obsession with Indian food until it was too late and I loved him so now we have to make curries. The only silver lining being that I can make a good samosa and onion bhaji now. … Continue reading Homemade Chinese food and crispy duck spring rolls
For most of my young adult life, my dad lived in rural south-west France. Unlike Keith Floyd, my father's one for me, one for the recipe approach to wine meant that all of his meals looked like a sticky dark pile of roadkill. In spite of this, I picked up some nice recipes and eating … Continue reading France and Coq au Vin
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