Chunks of mango and whole pistachios are layered with an orange blossom water-scented Greek-style yogurt and topped with fresh pomegranate.
A northern variation on Eggs Florentine, inspired by our recent holiday in the Piedmont region of Italy.
Based on my English grandmother’s recipe, clearly homemade and all the more delicious for it. You’ll be eating it straight out of the jar by the spoonful!
Father’s Day? Boyfriend’s birthday? These aren’t cupcakes, they’re Manly Muffins.
Let me start by putting your minds at ease. I’m not Cruella de Vil and I didn’t slaughter a cute little puppy to make this post.
Over the Easter holidays the kids and I spent a fab few days visiting a friend who once played Thelma to my Louise. Or was it the other way around? In our mid-twenties we drove from Seattle to New Orleans, via Vegas, Grand Canyon and Mexico.
It’s funny how the seasons can trigger memory. Simple environmental changes, sensed subconsciously, unleash chain reactions that result in very concrete emotional symptoms. For me, winter brings New Orleans.
When you hear ‘The Full Monty’ you automatically think of steel workers on stage, ripping off their leathers, right?
