There is something magic about a clear night sky, the moon and stars. … More Magic Melon III
Things have been really hectic over the last few months. It’s almost unbelievable that it’s June and it’s pouring cats and dogs outside. I’ve a feeling that when the clouds lift, there will be sparkling snow on the mountains around our village. Suffice it to say that right now it’s cold, wet and miserable. Since … More On my case
Here today, gone tomorrow just about epitomises last week.
Summer arrived with a vengeance on Monday and the thermometer hit 38 degrees Celsius (just over 100 Fahrenheit). Overnight, a little swarm of bees took residence in our Cotoneaster. … More Here today, gone tomorrow!
Late last summer, a pair of African swallows, built a nest under the eaves of our front veranda. At the time, we thought it a bit late in the season for a brood, but a brood they had. Many a late afternoon, we watched as they went about the very frustrating job of getting their babies … More When spring flew in!
I have flirted with vegetarianism on and off for about thirty years, particularly when I lived alone – which I have done, not unhappily, on and off, until I finally settled down with Tom. One of the first, if not the first, recipe book I bought, was the A – Z of Vegetarian Cooking in … More Veg-ing out
It was cold this weekend – perfect weather for a slow cooked stew. Stews are a fantastic, nutritious way to use inexpensive cuts of meat – and they are usually the most flavoursome. On Saturday, after the market, I decided to make a traditional South African bredie. A bredie is, essentially, a stew that was made … More African Slow Cooking: North and South
Both my parents grew up in the UK in the Second World War: Mum in Oxford, where her mother took in evacuees and then later also billeted soldiers. Dad grew up in Glasgow, and with his sister, Belle, evacuated to a poultry farm . Consequently, we grew up constantly hearing, “waste not, want not”. Little was thrown … More Waste not, want not – I
I grew up with tatties and mince. It was not my favourite meal because it was accompanied by heaps of grey, watery, mashed neeps. This is probably one of the few in my Scottish heritage that I don’t get – neeps (turnips, for the uninitiated….) So, cottage pie (and no, I”m not going to entertain the discussion … More Cottage pie versus tatties & neeps… for grown-ups
We have just had the first really cold snap of this winter, and it came with howling winds and snow. Needless to say, warming comfort food becomes the order of the day. A popular favourite is the ubiquitous “mac and cheese”. Funnily enough, this is a dish that rarely appeared on our family table – … More Variations on a theme
We have always loved courgettes and eat them in a host of different ways. Tom will even eat them raw, like an apple. So, this year, we have successfully grown them, and when Sannie (pronounced “sunny – because she is) Boervrou, a farmer friend of ours dropped off a box of them, I had such fun making … More Crazy about Courgettes