Christmas at my parents is one of my favourite times of the year. The house is filled with delicious food – my Dad loves to cook and has every meal covered, with menus for the entire Christmas period. The tree is bushy, sat twinkling in the corner of our living room and our hearth in the…
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I’m pretty sure my first proper “showstopper” of a dessert was a Banoffee Pie. My mumma taught me a few tricks of the trade…
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I wrote this blog post originally at 3am one morning, sitting in the glow of my fairy lights and bedside lamp, and nursing an…
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Remember those sickly sweet rice Krispie squares you used to have in your lunchbox at school? The shiny blue metallic wrapper of the original,…
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Every year, I like to surprise people with pretty cellophane bags filled with delicious treats. My mince pies, or brownies, are usually highly requested…
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In August, my sister came back to London for a three week holiday. Living in Melbourne means that moments together are few and far…
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art is the illusion of spontaneity; a spark of creativity flourishing in a fluid moment. As an individual who thrives on the notions of…