It’s funny how happy accidents happen sometimes. I’ve been struggling along with this blog the past few weeks, but not through laziness or not trying. (Ok, perhaps a little, it’s the dark nights I promise!) I’ve been busy trying new recipes, throwing myself into experiments and brainstorming like crazy. Unfortunately my little hands have been…
Pop Tart Real Talk: These pop tarts are a revelation and a tick off my 4 Simple Goals list (flaky pastry, yeh!) These pop tarts are considered breakfast because there is a hint of maple in that sticky glaze on top of that crispy pastry. These pop tarts eat up all those pumpkin carving leftovers,…
Confession number one: This isn’t a pumpkin cake. I know that shining title says pumpkin, but it’s really pureed butternut squash. Which is a type of pumpkin. So we will just deal with that one. Confession number two: I’ve had a tough time this week, the toughness mainly existing as a sort of internal monologue…
Brussels sprouts are funny old things. I tend to eat them boiled once a year on my Christmas dinner plate, and then they are forgotten about for another 12 months. I have never given these ‘baby cabbages’ much thought, aside from the odd food magazine rolling out the old ‘sprouts and pancetta’ line in their…