So considering it has been nearly a week since Easter Sunday, it’s probably safe to say that this post is a little over due. But thats qualification is solely for people who seem to think eating Hot Cross buns is only an acceptable activity leading up to easter weekend and are happy to live bunless existences for the rest of the year.
I hope to never be that kind of person. Continue reading
As my dissertation deadline looms ever closer, my immediate reaction was, of course, to procrastinate by baking. Under the guise of my friends 21st I painstakingly made, decorated, and wrapped some coconut macaroons to give as a gift (though tasty, not some of the prettiest photos I’ve ever taken so that particular recipe might not make it up on this blog). Which meant I had egg yolks left in the fridge, and clearly the only logical solution was to just bake more.
These buttery little biscuits are absolutely adorable and incredibly easy to make (especially with the use of a food processor) – they are really great to have around if you often have people popping in for tea or would also make lovely gifts!
I love pasta. I really, really love pasta. Pasta, however, is a cruel mistress who piles layers upon layers of unflattering fat across my hips, as well as making me feel bloated and – if I’m being honest – a bit ill. (I’m not often honest so still request that my mum makes me her lasagne, which is hand on heart the greatest lasagna on this planet, every time I return from uni.)
Despite our complicated relationship, pasta and I have found a way to get along just fine – I stay conscious of my gluten intake and indulge only occasionally, but make damn sure those occasions count. And boyyyyy did this count. Continue reading