My mother’s favourite salad, and not just in summer, was iceberg lettuce, cucumber and tomato dressed simply with a little white sugar dissolved in sufficient lemon juice. I can imagine her. She made a portion for one, for herself, in…
The Pedigree of Honey
Finding value where you least expect it is always wonderful. Finding value and beauty in the small things, or the overlooked everyday things, is something I try to remember to do when I can, especially when life’s throwing a few…
Snaps for Salad!
I love stumbling upon excellent salads. Personally, I always prefer hot foods, even in warm weather (the European in me), but an excellent salad is enough to make me … Neither too lean, nor too complicated; tasty but not drowning…
Orange Fennel Crunchy Salad
As the famous quote goes, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single fennel bulb. For far too long, I lived my life without fennel. I was poorer for it. When fennel was introduced, a whole world opened…
Chocolate Mousse in a Cup
The photo of the mousse in a champagne glass is not my photo. Alas. This professional photo shows the PINNACLE of chocolate mousse in a cup. A chocolate mousse Everest, if you will. However, the other photo on the left…
My Mother’s Garden – A Poem
The movies would have us believe that childhood is a series of adorable and wacky Home Alone moments. That’s why it’s the movies. It’s fantasy. The reality is usually simpler, and less spectacularly Christmasy. Looking back now, I never realised…
