I love fruit as is—plain and unadulterated. It’s one of the reasons I love summer: gorgeous, ripe, succulent pieces of yum waiting to be picked and eaten. Read More ...
I love fruit as is—plain and unadulterated. It’s one of the reasons I love summer: gorgeous, ripe, succulent pieces of yum waiting to be picked and eaten. Read More ...
I want to have a clever, or interesting, or funny story to go with this ricotta tart, but I don’t. I was cranky and hungry and tired and hungry and I was working on a weekend (bummer) and cheese is all I had in my fridge. Now, I am not a big cheese eater—R. is, so you can imagine my disappointment. Read More ...
So, we haven’t posted in a looooooooong time. Read More ...
The weather outside is starting to get warmer, and I thought I’d share this recipe with you so you can enjoy it before it gets too hot and what you’re really craving is a cool, crisp salad instead of a hearty bowl of warmth. My brother, when he was little, used to call this ‘love soup’ and he used to make it for me whenever I was sick or feeling a bit down—he’s younger than me, but this recipe is so simple he was able to whip it up when he was 9 or 10 years old. Read More ...
WARNING: pointless post ahead. Read if bored at work and/or have time to spare. Read More ...
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I love beetroot. I have made many a beetroot salad in my time. Which probably isn’t saying much, mainly because I’m not that old, but whatever. I usually tend to cook the beets first, but I was really hungry when I made this and just didn’t want to wait. And you know how they say necessity is the mother of invention? Yeah, well, here it is. All I had was beets, and I was in a hurry. So not too many options there. Read More ...