In a little bit over a month, mine will officially be considered a full term pregnancy. I still cannot wrap my head around it and although I have been through it once before, I feel like I am starting from zero once again. It is hard to imagine that we will have another little person added to our family unit, which will forever change our lives … [read more]
From Cannelle et Vanille
Have you ever felt that you’re so utterly engrossed in the task at hand that nothing could distract you? As a mom, I know better. It’s a rare occasion that I’m not interrupted at least once when I’m busy doing whatever it is I’m busy doing … [read more]
From goodLife {eats}
“Where there is no imagination there is no Horror.”
Arthur Conan Doyle, Sr.
When Renee @ Flamingo Musings asked last month if I celebrated Halloween, and if I’d like to join her and gang for the Great HallowTweet, a halloween Bloghop, I was quite unsure. Nothing like Halloween here, and actually we don’t get ‘scary stuff’ in stores that I could include in my posts. So I was compelled to say no, but the temptation drew me in … [read more]
People of Britain, throw out your breadmakers and mircowaves! It’s official. People in this country have nothing to do. 2.38m are economically inactive. The number of people claiming benefits is 1.56 m. We will have to get used to having more time. Lashings of it … [read more]
From Stirring With Knives
What I like best is to cook for other people. Actually, scratch that: I have certainly discovered the joys of cooking just pour moi, which is no less satisfying if in a different way. So I shouldn’t say I only like best to cook for other people; rather, let me amend to say that one of the things I like best is to cook for other people who have certain dietary restrictions … [read more]
From Cucina Nicolina
My friend R. and I were chatting about food while cleaning up in the kitchen after dinner. Then, I told him: “Tu sais, ça fait des années que je veux voir la récolte des canneberges,” (You know, it’s been years since I wanted to see the harvest of cranberries).
“Ah bon ?” he exclaimed, surprised … [read more]
From La Tartine Gourmande
She was a pear shaped woman which, I suppose, was to her ironic benefit as pears were what she sold. She was dressed in an old sweater with a faded image of a school mascot I could barely make out. Her cheeks were blush and plump which were probably more charming when she wore her hair down. As it was now, her hair was tied up in the back with a rubber band which better showed the fatigue that pear farming had levied over the years … [read more]
From Vanilla Garlic
Kheer or milchreis, riz au lait, arroz de leite, budino di riso, arroz con dulce or just rice pudding. Whatever you may call it, fact is almost every country has their own particular version of this creamy, dreamy, sweet rice dessert.
The North Indian type, kheer has accompanied me since my childhood. My nani, my aunts and my mother each had their own particular way of making kheer and each one was a tad different – almost like their own signature dish … [read more]
I often wonder how we acquire our sweet tooth (sweet teeth?). I never doubted but that mine is a genetic trait, passed down through the women of the family. My grandma and my mom, her daughter, could both live on ice cream, and I truly think that my mom does! … [read more]
From Life’s a Feast
I have been thinking about this Buttermilk Pudding Cake for quite some time. When I saw its photo, with those carmine-coloured berries all snuggled up against a cushion of tender, melting cake, the image stuck with me. It looked like all things dreamy, served up on a spoon … [read more]
From Seven Spoons
