This post is dedicated to Wise Woman of Wandsworth, who recently moved to career pastures new. Thursdays are Farmers’ Market days in Hammersmith, where my day job is situated, and that means falafels for lunch. Former colleague, Wise Woman, may have left sunny Ham-Wham behind, but she hasn’t forgotten Falafel Thursday. Yesterday she signed off an e-mail…
Borough Market, London
Every so often on a Saturday, I’ll trek across town (and the Thames) to shop at Borough Market, always returning with enough food to feed a small European state and cursing at the lack of space in the refrigerator. If you love food, it’s a great day out. If you don’t love food, it’s still…
Crazy Playmobil
My brother and I grew up with Playmobil – little people who came in theme sets, from the Wild West with forts, cowboys and Indians, hospitals with operating theatres and ambulances. Today, Playmobil is still going strong, but I don’t think the German manufacturers will be able to get their heads around this little number….
14 July
Today is Bastille Day, or so I thought, until Monsieur corrected me this morning. “In France it’s called ‘le quatorze juillet’ or if you have to use the word ‘Bastille’, it’s ‘le jour de la prise de la Bastille’. Otherwise, it’s ‘la Fête Nationale.’ I was confused. ‘So no one calls it ‘le jour de…
The very edible Tom Selleck
My first ever crush was on Tom Selleck when he was Magnum PI (and we’re not talking the re-runs here). At the time, I was young enough not to know that man + red Ferrari = mid-life crisis, nor did I realise that his shorts were too short to be decent and too tight for…
Fun for foodies
Last night, I was surfing the WordPress foodie blogs when I found Evolution of a Foodie. This San Francisco-based food-lover with a paralegal day job features all sorts of weird and wonderful gadgets on her site, including the Ex knife block, the voodoo toothpick holder, and my favourite (so far, anyway) the Hillary Clinton nutcracker….
What’s in/on your refrigerator
Pat Coakley of Singleforareason fame, has issued a couple of interesting blog challenges recently. There was the ‘What’s on your refrigerator?’ challenge, and now there’s the revealing ‘What’s in your refrigerator?’ Here’s why I didn’t participate in the first fridge challenge: See? There’s nothing ON my fridge. Usually I love weird and whacky magnets, but…
Malaysia, Part 14: Laid-back Langkawi at Last.
To read Malaysia, Part 13, click here. Knees still wobbly from our brush with the fastest man in Malaysia, Monsieur and I were soon on the flight to Langkawi, somewhat bemused by Air Asia‘s luggage policy. As with so many low cost airlines, the tickets are kept cheap by strict luggage limitations, in this case a challenging 15 kilos…
Berocca Bloggers Relief Packs – About blogging time!
Following a recent London Bloggers’ Meet-up, Andy Bargery posted a note on the Meet-up site to say that Berocca, that fizzy vitamin pick-me-up in a glass, had launched a Bloggers’ Relief Pack. If we bloggers were interested in receiving one, we should follow this link and apply. Well, I’m very excited to say that Berocca e-mailed…
Kiwi Cuisine 3: Wars, walnuts and a very strange berry
As I was growing up, World War II was still in relatively recent memory for my New Zealand family. My great uncles had fought in New Guinea, my grandfather was posted in North Africa and Italy and, as a child, my father had nightmares about Japanese soldiers breaking into his room at night. One of my great…
Kiwi Cuisine 2: The holiday munchies
As a family we spent many of our school holidays visiting relatives in the coastal town of Napier. It was about six hours’ drive from Auckland, a long way to go with two restless children in the back, so we’d break our journey in different places along the way. Paeroa was a sleepy little North…
Kiwi Cuisine 1: Growing up in The Land of Milk and Sheep.
I can’t remember exactly when I became a foodie, just that I would rather be run over by a double decker bus with a memorable meal in my stomach, as opposed to a mere lettuce leaf or two. Growing up in New Zealand we were unknowingly lucky and healthy. None of that GM food nonsense or EU…
Epicurienne 