With one sentence, I morphed into my mother. ‘If you’re still hungry, eat an apple’. It’s something I’ve been saying quite a bit lately- often to myself, though I think I even let it slip into the last line of the post previous to this one. It was The Hungry One who finally turned to […]
In the kitchen
Sometimes dishes come from escapist inspiration. It’s about conjuring a memory of time spent away, and recreating the experience of ‘other’. You might write elegiac blog posts about them (and perhaps put a whole bunch of them in a book). Some of those meals find their way into anecdotes which you store up for dull […]
I’m getting itchy feet again. It might be because it’s been a while between jaunts. I have a feeling I might need a little less conversation- and a little more packing. I’ve been chatting about our habit of folding ourselves into the back of planes a bit lately. Yet it was still a surprise and […]
I’m told this is the sweet spot. By the time you’ve got something the size of a large grapefruit hitching a ride inside, the energy comes back- that zeal and zip for life that ebbed away for the first few months. Now you finally look pregnant enough for kindly people to stand for you on […]
It’s time. I’m getting evangelical about black beans again. It might feel like there are other babies that are getting attention at the moment. Babies like this one. Or this one. But I still have a lot of affection for my first- the slow carb ebook, which happily is once again selling like hotcakes, […]