I realized something at yoga yesterday. I really don’t like to om. I don’t even like listening to other people do it. I think I might associate it in my mind with the time my dad went through his weird Tibetan throat singing phase. Not quite as bizarre as the aliens that lived on the…
Month: May 2017
Just a thought, and a little bit of love.
Hello lovely people, I will not be posting a food blog this week. It didn’t feel appropriate yesterday, and it still doesn’t today. In the wake of what happened in Manchester, to post a story about something I ate seems, to me, disrespectfully frivolous. I will get back to normal with it next week. In…
The process of cooking a lunch time feast, and what I did next…
Last week I cooked lunch for my office. For 10 people you might think… or even 40? No. I cooked lunch for 140 people. I should probably begin by telling you about the office tradition. I work for an Architecture company where every week, one of the employees has to cook lunch for the entire office. It’s a…
Saturday morning breakfast pizza – With a side of a hangover.
Saturday morning, I eat pizza for breakfast. I could have fried up some eggs like a normal person. But the pizza was calling me. I don’t know why exactly. It just was. I’d say it probably all started the evening before when I got hammered on Veurve Cliquot at the office, followed by a couple of…
The Bach – Banana bread, almond matcha latte and an attempt to get my groove back.
“Excuse me”, I say to the waiter walking past. “Is this Matcha latte made with cows milk?” “It is” he replies, “but that’s cool, we can make one of fresh for you, are you staying in? Sit down. Relax. Take a load off. Do you want soy, almond or oat milk?” “Almond milk please. You…