Dear New York What is it about you that intrigues me so much? Is it yellow streaks of taxis and crammed sidewalks and the abruptness of walk/don’t walk? Is it the tall buildings and skyscrapers from which to look out from observation decks, only to find a bright green postage stamp of grass in the…
Rice crispy treats are so easy, I thought to myself early on Saturday morning. The kettle was humming away to make my second coffee of the day as I stood dressed in a borrowed iPad tshirt and PJ shorts, scribbling down ingredient measurements and adjusting the blinds so that morning light saturated the living room….
So it turns out I have a real thing for Christmas trees. As a kid, the branches stored in their separate bin bags for our fake tree alongside our decorations and boxes of momentos only came up from the basement around mid-December. I always felt like it was far too late in the month to…
Does anyone really reach for the Digestive when presented with a biscuit tin? Not the chocolate covered, or the dark chocolate covered or even the caramel-then-chocolate covered Digestives, but the plain old ‘hello I’m an average biscuit’ Digestive. Not as weak as the Rich Tea but not as sturdy as a Hob Nob, a Digestive…