I really love tradition. The idea of doing something that people have been doing for years, for generations, for decades is incredibly inspiring to me. I feel that way about the ritual and tradition of the church I grew up in. As a child I didn’t get it really, thought it was dull, repetitious in…
I had a desperate need to bake on Saturday. Do you ever get that? This fruit bread was the result… it’s a really good, dense fruit bread, closer in texture to the Danish rugbrød than to British breads. It’s a recipe torn from a Danish magazine (no record any more of which one…) and is…
Did I ever tell you the story about the party I threw for my friend Marissa in my old flat? It was October of 2008 and Rasmus and I were just friends but spending a lot of time together. I’d organised the party at my place and invited all our friends, asking them to bring…
I’ve written about making soda bread on this blog before. It’s my other go-to recipe for using up buttermilk after scones, which I already made last week. I’d planned to make this bread first but had run out of baking soda and our little local delhaize didn’t have any. Yesterday, when I got home from Luxembourg,…
This morning, one of my best friends was coming around for a morning of long conversation, so I did what any respectful part-Scottish woman would do and whipped up a batch of scones. Scones are one of my favourite things to bake. I think they were probably one of the first things my mum taught…
Yesterday morning, I met up with three girlfriends and we drove out of the city to Vieux-Genappe, a village I’d never heard of in the Belgian countryside by Waterloo. Our destination was La Ferme du Hameau du Roy, a small farm with an amazing bakery and a small cafe. It was a grey, miserable day…
