There were days when I was one, and my fridge represented that of a woman cooking for one. My freezer was always stocked with salmon fillets, and the fridge bursting with sweet potato and tenderstem broccoli. The endless Tupperware boxes for all my meal prep would always be stacked haphazardly, so if you opened the…
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The man in my life doesn’t like chocolate. I know, right? It’s a little crazy, and it means that if I ever make a…
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These last few weeks of lockdown in the UK have been a little odd. I packed a last minute emergency rucksack of “essentials” and…
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This week, I was exhausted. I honestly felt dead on my feet and running on autopilot. All my senses were heightened. I felt zombified…
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{This is a gifted post}
When Mallow & Marsh got in touch with me to create a recipe using their new Vanilla Whip, available in…
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It’s THAT time of the year, where you suddenly realise Christmas is coming and you haven’t done any of your present shopping yet. My…
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Let’s talk about boundaries. It’s not easy at first to set boundaries for yourself, nor to then communicate them to other people. If you’re…
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OMG guys. I found the ultimate chocolate chip cookies. They’re as big as your face and swimming in puddles of dark, rich chocolate. I…
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My grandad used to complain when I didn’t drink my breakfast milk. It’s not something I’ve ever really liked and my nose would wrinkle…
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My distaste of milk started from a rather young age, when we’d holiday to France; the three petits filous in the back of the…