Category Archives: Dessert
A Fanciful Birthday Tea Party
Take a kitchenware and crockery obsessed mother with a keen eye for detail, a beautiful birthday girl, a few willing pals (one, conveniently, a baker with a camera) and you get a pretty fabulous birthday tea party for a wee
A Fanciful Birthday Tea Party
Take a kitchenware and crockery obsessed mother with a keen eye for detail, a beautiful birthday girl, a few willing pals (one, conveniently, a baker with a camera) and you get a pretty fabulous birthday tea party for a wee
A Citrus Morning
The blood orange season is short, even more so in Doha. By the time they finally take to the stage, the show’s over, and every blushing orange citrus is grabbed from a pitiful amount of crates. Mine were a pair
A Citrus Morning
The blood orange season is short, even more so in Doha. By the time they finally take to the stage, the show’s over, and every blushing orange citrus is grabbed from a pitiful amount of crates. Mine were a pair
Sugar & Spice and Everything Nice!
We are fortunate to live in an age where sugar has become such a commonplace household ingredient. For something so sweet and pleasure giving, its history is wrapped up in every human facet of ingenuity, entrepreneurship and oppression. It has
Sugar & Spice and Everything Nice!
We are fortunate to live in an age where sugar has become such a commonplace household ingredient. For something so sweet and pleasure giving, its history is wrapped up in every human facet of ingenuity, entrepreneurship and oppression. It has
Chocolate Pound Cake with Pistachio Buttercream
We agreed, ‘No Gifts’ this year. I still traipsed through the shops looking for something small to commemorate the occasion. Nine years, is nine years I thought, it has weight and merit. Could I find something that wouldn’t bust the
Chocolate Pound Cake with Pistachio Buttercream
We agreed, ‘No Gifts’ this year. I still traipsed through the shops looking for something small to commemorate the occasion. Nine years, is nine years I thought, it has weight and merit. Could I find something that wouldn’t bust the
A Fine Peach Tart
This is the 12th attempt at writing this post. In the time between my last post and this one, I have just about dug myself out of an avalanche of uniforms, lunch boxes, traffic nightmares, homework, tantrums and potty training.
A Fine Peach Tart
This is the 12th attempt at writing this post. In the time between my last post and this one, I have just about dug myself out of an avalanche of uniforms, lunch boxes, traffic nightmares, homework, tantrums and potty training.
An Interloper Interjects
As you read this, my family and I shall be basking under the Spanish sun, us adults drinking sangrias and munching on crispy chopitos while the kids frolic around. As idyllic as this is, I wouldn’t be quite at ease
An Interloper Interjects
As you read this, my family and I shall be basking under the Spanish sun, us adults drinking sangrias and munching on crispy chopitos while the kids frolic around. As idyllic as this is, I wouldn’t be quite at ease
Thankyou, Buttercream Roses
Can anything be more flattering, than being asked to bake? Well, it is if you are as willingly kitchen bound and obsessed as I am. The luggage cake I made for the Hunters was recommendation enough for a request to
Thankyou, Buttercream Roses
Can anything be more flattering, than being asked to bake? Well, it is if you are as willingly kitchen bound and obsessed as I am. The luggage cake I made for the Hunters was recommendation enough for a request to
A Cake That Led to a Macaroon and Other Such Stories.
My recipe To-Do list is growing, in fact, it’s bulging at the seams; like a cake eater’s excess strain on their trouser seams. Mutiny is imminent, unless I arrest the yeasted dough like speed at which it is expanding. I
A Cake That Led to a Macaroon and Other Such Stories.
My recipe To-Do list is growing, in fact, it’s bulging at the seams; like a cake eater’s excess strain on their trouser seams. Mutiny is imminent, unless I arrest the yeasted dough like speed at which it is expanding. I
A Letter of Love for Warm Bread and Honey Cake
Once in a while you come across a cookbook which, in a slow, smoldering manner, really ingrains itself into your kitchen repertoire. Makes you try something new, challenges your so-called limits, educates and inspires. Warm Bread and Honey Cake does
A Letter of Love for Warm Bread and Honey Cake
Once in a while you come across a cookbook which, in a slow, smoldering manner, really ingrains itself into your kitchen repertoire. Makes you try something new, challenges your so-called limits, educates and inspires. Warm Bread and Honey Cake does
Edible Indian Sunshine
I have been royally stumped by this post. Countless are the times I have sat in front of this screen, fingers bashing away at the keyboards. Within half an hour, I end up grunting with dissatisfaction while deleting all my
Edible Indian Sunshine
I have been royally stumped by this post. Countless are the times I have sat in front of this screen, fingers bashing away at the keyboards. Within half an hour, I end up grunting with dissatisfaction while deleting all my
Jodie’s Pillows of Heaven – Proper, Baked Doughnuts.
Have I got a treat for you! I don’t do posts back to back, but I had to get typing after my kitchen escapades this afternoon. Look at that. Baked, proper, yeasted dough, doughnuts. And admit it, don’t you want one?
Jodie’s Pillows of Heaven – Proper, Baked Doughnuts.
Have I got a treat for you! I don’t do posts back to back, but I had to get typing after my kitchen escapades this afternoon. Look at that. Baked, proper, yeasted dough, doughnuts. And admit it, don’t you want one?
2 Cakes + 2 Celebrations + 1 Girl = Very Happy 5 Year old
I am surrounded by pink. Pink homemade bunting, balloons, favour bags, tablecloths, icing and feathers. I feel distinctly out of place. The birthday girl, who has just turned five, is skipping about, happy and relishing the attention that a birthday
2 Cakes + 2 Celebrations + 1 Girl = Very Happy 5 Year old
I am surrounded by pink. Pink homemade bunting, balloons, favour bags, tablecloths, icing and feathers. I feel distinctly out of place. The birthday girl, who has just turned five, is skipping about, happy and relishing the attention that a birthday
Chocolate Peanut Butter Cups
Tradition and I have had an off and on relationship. There were grudging compromises, but more often I parted victoriously from its company. Going against the grain meant that I got to do things my way for a bit. I
Chocolate Peanut Butter Cups
Tradition and I have had an off and on relationship. There were grudging compromises, but more often I parted victoriously from its company. Going against the grain meant that I got to do things my way for a bit. I
Cheesecake in a glass
Here is my lifesaver. Well, more like the dessert-after-a-barbecue rescuer. I had friends coming over for a barbecue and was well ahead with the planning. Everything had been made, ready to cook or serve. Considering how tardy I usually am,
Cheesecake in a glass
Here is my lifesaver. Well, more like the dessert-after-a-barbecue rescuer. I had friends coming over for a barbecue and was well ahead with the planning. Everything had been made, ready to cook or serve. Considering how tardy I usually am,
A Chocolate Celebration
TheScotsman and I have just celebrated our eighth wedding anniversary. It was the first time we were together on the day, in the last six years. On our second anniversary, our last one together, I made gooey chocolate puddings from
A Chocolate Celebration
TheScotsman and I have just celebrated our eighth wedding anniversary. It was the first time we were together on the day, in the last six years. On our second anniversary, our last one together, I made gooey chocolate puddings from
Here I go a-truffle-ing……
There are people in this world, born with a natural instinct, for choosing the perfect gift. You know….those folk who know exactly what to buy, where to buy it and how to gift it. One that makes the receiver do the ‘happy
Here I go a-truffle-ing……
There are people in this world, born with a natural instinct, for choosing the perfect gift. You know….those folk who know exactly what to buy, where to buy it and how to gift it. One that makes the receiver do the ‘happy
