Every household needs some good basic food staples. I feel a lot calmer when I know that I have a few versatile stand-by items in our fridge for those days when we are barely home long enough to eat a proper meal let alone prepare one from scratch. Which brings me to the subject of pesto..
One of my most favourite childhood food memories would have to be toffee. I LOVED everything about it, ( the preparation, watching transfixed as the mountain of fine white crystals melted into trickles and waves, resisting but finally giving in to the heat and transforming into a bubbling torrent of sweet, golden, viscous lava).
The last three days I’ve been battling a pretty nasty cold. It seems that I’m not the only one, as the Southern Hemisphere has been blessed with a particularly cold and humid winter ( with an occasional balmy day of 27 degrees Celcius here in Sydney just to mix things up a bit and totally…
Simply gooey, gorgeous and as my boys say, ‘You can’t even tell they’re gluten/wheat and sugar-free’, the ultimate compliment. On par amazingness with anything the gluten and sugar world could offer and here it is.
I’ve always had a bit of a sweet tooth. My favourite childhood sweets were always sticky toffees, clotted cream caramels and fudges and I would sometimes eat them until my teeth hurt!
I think cake is in my DNA. I grew up with a mother who was (and still is ) cake queen and who was taught this craft by my grandmother, who baked love and song into every cake, pirog and pirozhok. (Russian pies and mini-pies). Their baking repertoire was rich and extensive and there always seemed to be a fitting occasion to warrant a performance.
Meatballs. A dish that ticks so many boxes, one of the ultimate comfort foods and beloved by palates, young and old.
The best food is often simple; hearty, nourishing and honest. At the same time its role in our lives is complex; it nurtures, heals and accompanies us in our life journeys, always there to celebrate the joys of life and console us in our trials.