Sunday Morning Monkey…
He might be three, but he’s still my baby…

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The biggest and most highly anticipated meal of the year in our household is without a doubt the superbly indulgent Christmas dinner. Normally cooked by my husband, last year I took up the challenge and decided I would become the yuletide chef and create our celebratory feast from then onwards. Our oven will be one…
It’s been 360 days since my last birthday – which means it’s been 360 days since I ate these too-good-to-be-true macrons from my little sister, mom and dad. Beautiful macrons that they went to extraordinary lengths to get for me after I actually crushed my own macrons from the Dordogne into crumbs [embarrassing story right there]. Which…
My favourite flowers are the ones you can’t buy in the stores. They’re usually presented to me in the palm of a small, mud freckled hand by a scuffed up little boy with a heart melting smile. Daisies, buttercups – generally with the petals wilting from being grasped so hard on their race back to…