Crank out the pasta

Whenever you need some cooking therapy to break the work monotony, settle nerves jangled by irritating neighbours, or sooth away the rigours of, say, dealing with mindless bureaucracy, my strong recommendation would be to crank the handle on a pasta machine.  Embrace your inner Italian soul to make as complex or as simple a sauce as you…

(No) rush

On the way to Easter (in both traditions), we’ve had the fun of working our way through various breakfast possibilities in no rush at all, so I thought I’d keep going in that vein by posting the ‘how to guide’ for a few favourites. First up – slow cooked baked beans and rice. The recipe is simple…

Sunday: Cuando una puerta se cierra, ciento se abren.

Spanish: When one door closes, a hundred open. To wind up my look at how we revive each day, so we might try again with the being a good person and making a happy life, I thought I’d share my three part take on slow cooking.  There is something for all moods, whether it’s to…

Saturday: Dywedwch wrthyf unwaith eto y chwedl …

Welsh: Tell me again the tale of … What is it about Saturday that seems to make us morph into hobbits – you know, needing first breakfast, second breakfast, elevenses, luncheon, afternoon tea, dinner, supper … ? Well it probably starts with my family’s habit of getting together over a meal – our mum’s side…

Smile (even if just to make others wonder why)

Several years ago I succeeded in making this wedding cake that was a) gluten free because it was made with almond meal and b) able to hold traditional white royal icing and so look like a regular wedding cake.  It absolutely made my day to see the happy couple smile at something all could share when…

Friday: C’est un scandale! Ils ont dit quoi?

French: It is an outrage! They said what? Seriously, when I worked in the big end of town at a nameless international airline, Friday was not the day to chase productivity goals – it just about took surgery to remove people from the water cooler precinct and the coffee shop.  Heading to the weekend, gossip…

Thursday: Kore rawa e rawaka te reo kotahi.

Maori: One language is never enough. (traditional saying) The end of the week is looming; the pressure is on to close the deal, get commitments on paper, make reports, organise things for the following week and generally get working life into neat and eye-pleasing order.  It’s often all about speaking the other person’s language, and…

The other bread

With another day of the Everyday Resurrection celebration of Easter coming up tomorrow, I was inspired to run a quick rehearsal for one of the items – soda bread.  I have a couple of great recipes, both of which are pretty forgiving compared to making bakery bread (which involves getting yeast to do its thing)…

The actual bread

In among a bunch of posts about cake masquerading as ‘bread’, I thought I had better pump up my baker credentials by showing that I do make the actual bread from time to time – at least to the extent of setting up the bread-maker! Over the years, I have made bread of various kinds…

Battle of the favourites

Should I go for a walk or stay in and make the wee girl next door an Easter treat?  What tough choices we face sometimes : ) Asked about my favorite place I am not sure I could ever choose between: i) staying at home in the kitchen, with the prospect of a really appreciative audience for…