I am working class and Northern. We have breakfast, dinner and tea. There is something of the hobbit about me so there may be on occasion second breakfasts and pints. There are times when I have a hankering for being a supper eater. In my tribe, supper...
It’s autumn, the weather has turned, it’s time for roast dinners. I like preparing a roast. It’s a pottering about the house task. You can stick the tunes on as you peel spuds, have a brew while everything cooks, the smell is amazing...
Last night I was going to write this about the joy of old fashioned coziness. This morning I have woken up with a cold and now I simply want to feel better. At times like this there is only one thing to do: make a hot toddy. I can’t remember where...
It is my Mum’s birthday tomorrow and there needs to be cake. It’s a rule. It is my firmly held belief that if it’s your birthday, you choose the cake. This is why I can make ginger cake, chocolate cake, black forest gateau, strawberry...
We need to talk about weird irrational fears. Correction: I need to talk about weird irrational fears. I’m not talking about phobias or sensible fears like dentists and Daleks. I have no issue with them (I mean, I do have an issue with Daleks. They are...
I’m out for tea (translation from the Northern: I’m eating my evening meal in a restaurant) and I can’t wait. I’m off to Free State Kitchen with my darling G-Boo and I’ve known my menu choices for a week. I have done my research...
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