This is Pia. And this is about the cake I helped make for her birthday. I’m back in Sydney for a short stint. I’m here to sniff the crowns of babies’ heads and carefully lay out the train of my best friend’s wedding dress. But Pia thinks I flew from the other side of the […]
In the kitchen
I had an old friend coming to dinner. There are doses of comfort and pressure when feeding old friends. Comfort in that you hope no matter what you cook it shouldn’t matter- they’ve come to see you. Pressure in that you need dinner to be a non event. What they haven’t come to see is […]
I promised people I wouldn’t. He’s very capable of fending for himself. More than capable. But as I left the house – right before I double checked my passports, sunglasses and bridesmaid dress were all safely stowed in my luggage I took a large tupperware out of the freezer and left a note on it. […]
There was really no reason to be celebrating. It wasn’t a birthday or an anniversary. Neither of us had any triumphs to gloat over. I haven’t mastered handstands at yoga yet. He’s still learning how clean clothes find their way from the belly of the machine back into the drawers. Except the sun was out. […]
This is not an official salad Niçoise. For one, a salad Niçoise by mandate, should be eaten while wearing nautical stripes and over large sunglasses on the Côte d’Azur . For two, it should be made with tinned tuna, olives, capers and peppers. This, has none of those things. What it does have is a […]