There is a fruit and vegetable shop around ten minutes away from our flat in Glasgow. What first drew me in were the turmeric-coloured petals on bunches of sunflowers, arranged in buckets outside the front door. Next it was the unusual fruits piled high in boxes and soon we explored inside to find delicious pork…
If my hands, stained reddish purple from pitting cherries and streaked with Swiss meringue buttercream appear shaky, it is because I don’t own a tripod. As I picked up each one of these almond rice flour cupcakes and smeared vanilla cherry buttercream on top, I kept an ever watchful eye on my camera, perched precariously…
In a few months, I will turn 25 and apart from the occasional glance at quarter-life-crisis listicles that somehow reappear at the top of Buzzfeed curiously late at night when I should be sleeping and wondering where everything is headed, I feel pretty secure where I am. I have a good job, I have lovely…
When I was a teenager, Saturday night dinners followed a fairly similar path. Eating as a family would normally result in steak, thickly cut rooster potatoes roasted in the oven with chilli flakes and rocket dressed with parmesan, olive oil and balsamic. If it was just my sister and I, we would raid the…