My eyes were drawn to an open cardboard carton that sat on the workbench beside our front door. I had just arrived home and my first thought was that Ben had forgotten to take it down to the recycling bin. It wasn't until I peeked into it that I realised, with an audi...

We whispered to one another as we ducked and weaved our way through the cherry trees, branches hanging low, laden with glistening ruby red gems. We were not only looking for those perfectly ripe dangling cherries but we were also keeping a close look out for the fair...

At times it begins with a thought; an idea starts to form in my mind. It may have been something I had read, smelt or tasted and in some cases it comes about from having a few egg whites leftover, a small amount of sour cream sitting in the fridge or I just generally h...

A slice of oozy creamy brie sat on top of a piece of Smyrna sun-dried quince and I was in heaven. As I stood there savouring every last morsel I cold feel the ideas blooming in my mind. Walnuts! Yes, walnuts! What if I was to put these three things together - the quinc...

My feet quickly scurried over the icy-cold pavers towards the carport; our second fridge lives out there and I grasped whatever it was that I was heading outside to get firmly in my hands before rushing back up to our blue front door. It was when I took that first step...

Butter; What is it that makes it so special? What is the very first thing that pops into your mind at the mention of it? Is it a golden, crispy-skinned roast chicken that has been smeared in the stuff? Perhaps it’s the sound of the knife, scratching over the surface of...

I really never used to look forward to the colder months; the change in seasons and the rain were more of a hinderance than anything else. But as my love for food and cooking grew so did my love for the above. I now look forward to these changes and everything that com...