Confession: I love fresh bread. All kinds. If you put a warm loaf of mysterious seed/flour source in front of me I will eat it with or without the presence of butter. I have tried several times to make my own bread and it usually turns into a dense, flat brick. I’ll eat it anyway, but it’s just not…right. I tried growing a sourdough starter a few months back and ended up pitching it because it just wouldn’t take off, baffling my bakery contacts. I can cook, I can bake, I cannot bake bread. Until now.
I love my mum. Really, I would hope everyone does. Even when there’s been issues and falling-outs, I like to think that there’s a shred of love somewhere in your memories. I’ve been fortunate enough to be blessed with a wonderful mum who tries her darnedest to make life for my sister and I the best it possibly could be even when the going got rough. I have so many good memories of my mum but, really, it’s her cooking skills that really come through. Continue reading
Life is tough sometimes. Some days, everything goes your way. You are in a state of pure bliss and happiness and loving life stress-free. And then, for whatever reasons, things shift. Suddenly nothing is going as you plan and even simple tasks seem like climbing a mountain with two broken legs. So what do you do when events that are out of your control keep bringing you down? Continue reading