On Saturday morning, with a little time so spend before Pilates, I wandered into Commonsense Organics on Wakefield Street. I…
It’s the little things that count
This week I was back up in Hawke’s Bay on a work trip. The weather was mostly sunny, mostly warm,…
Game of Scones
After my last scone success of cardamom marmalade scones, and with some buttermilk in the fridge, my Saturday baking was…
This week’s small pleasures: week 31
Even though last week was busy (and Monday the 24th was a holiday too), and despite feeling as if I…
Watching, listening, reading: October
It’s that time again for a round up of the past month’s consumption of media. There’s been a lot of…
Poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese
I love toast. I love cheese (though it doesn’t love me…a very sad relationship). I especially love cheese on toast. …
Flowers on a Friday
Well, here we are on Friday evening, the end of another week, a time to breathe and look forward to…
This week’s small pleasures: week 30
Today, Monday is a public holiday here in New Zealand, the Labour Day holiday. There is a long gap between…
Walktober: Sunday stroll in Makara
I was browsing some blogs I follow, and was intrigued by a post that A Day In The Life had…
A rather flat result…or why baking powder is important
Imagine…..it is Saturday afternoon, and the smell of baking fills the air. The sun is shining, and we go outside…