I totally love my sweets and processed foods, but you only realise how they lack when you eat something that is delicious, nutritious and ma...

Life's been a little lumpy in the last month and a bit. I'm talking surgery, bloody messes, hospitals, screaming babies. On the up s...

I don't follow fads. I pride myself on not following them. For example, when adding bacon to every dessert became popular in the cooking...

Some have claimed to have put on pounds looking at this blog. It's hazardous. It's wicked. It's to be had in moderation. For ...

I told you I had strawberries coming out of my ears, didn't I? Forget 4 kg of berries...the quantity eventually exceeded that, and I fea...

They say food is the way to a man's heart. I think it definitely is, and the way to a woman's heart too. Any man that can cook a ni...

Some one asked me the other day what it's like to work in a kitchen. I mean a real kitchen, back of house with production lines and yell...

Finally, a wonderful excuse hit me to take my wonderful red tagine down from it's nook in the kitchen corner. Moroccan has always been a...