Having recently said I don’t have much time to blog, I actually decided I’d like to post this one. The motives are self-serving: firstly, it’s pretty, and secondly, I wanted to be able to cook again so I needed to write it down somewhere. Mealtimes with a toddler – particularly this toddler – aren’t terribly… Continue reading Loaded Pulow
Hello, dear readers. I was very flattered that several people noticed that I wasn’t posting any more. We are all alive and well, and definitely still cooking and eating lots. Mister Toddler is thriving. In fact, he is also walking, running, beginning to talk, shouting “MAAA!” very loudly when he wants me to do things,… Continue reading We’re still alive
Apologies for the absence but Mister Toddler has been busy being a festive honey badger. Today, for example, he helped decorate some biscuits for the neighbours, which was followed up with a bath to remove chocolate from his ears. Have you ever breastfed in the bath while a toddler clasps a plastic dolphin fan and… Continue reading Festive Spiced Chickpeas
It’s official, today Mister Baby becomes Mister Toddler. A whole year of adorable tyranny since he was ripped from my womb in an emergency c-section because he refused to come out the conventional exit. Start as you mean to go on, eh? Still no teeth, still never slept through (ha, not even close) and yet… Continue reading Happy birthday & muddy puddle marmalade sandwiches
This week heralded a trip to the zoo, lots of splashing about in the bath, and Mister Baby managing to gouge the inside of my nose so hard I bled everywhere. Such is motherhood. I am big on the plums at the moment, if you haven’t noticed. I’ve always been quite conservative about fruit (excuse… Continue reading Halloumi & plum salad
Oh Mister Baby. 11 months old and for this last week he has been waking around 13 times a night. As a consequence, I actually can’t remember what I used to make the salad recipe I was going to post. As a consequence of having about 8 teeth all waiting to come through, feeding… Continue reading Banana & plum bread
Well, it was inevitable. Mister Baby has learned to demand chocolate. If he catches a whiff of cocoa-beaned joy approaching your mouth, he will lunge gleefully to appropriate what is rightfully his. In a gesture of self-sacrifice, I made a cake instead. This sponge is the autumn sister of Gita’s English Plum Cake. The English… Continue reading Plum & Almond Cake: a seasonal tweak
