I finally got to ask for a black Americano again

I had somebody else make me a cup of coffee for the first time in three months last weekend. My fist interaction with a barista in a very long time. It might not have been the full sit down coffeeshop experience I’ve long pined for but it was the first step back in in the …

Giorgina finally got to feed her son.

After three months my partner finally got to see her son this weekend. He lives in London and during lockdown all communications have been via phone calls or the occasional zoom session his mother managed to persuade him to join. For a long time those were the only options they had but now that lockdown …

Grandma so loved to bake

One of the great benefits of the creative writing course I’m taking is the opportunity to produce work in different styles and formats to those I would normally use. In a recent session we looked at writing a villanelle poem. If you’re anything like me a villanelle will be a completely new concept so I’ll …

A few chinks of light

If I hear one more person say ‘this is the new normal’ I swear I’m going to scream, or at least walk off with a  petulant flounce. Given the way things change on a daily basis and how the UK is coming out of lockdown in such a seemingly ad-hoc and random manner I don’t …

I made a Victoria sponge.

I baked a Victoria sponge this weekend. That light and airy cake which somehow seems to symbolise teatime in ways nothing else does. There are so many childhood memories of there always being one of these on the table if we went to spend time with my grandparents. Full of cream and fruit, dusted with …

A stay at home food traveller.

When lockdown started I rather naively hoped that one of the benefits was going to be much more time to write and as a result lots more things to post on here. Well how wrong was I. Obviously the time has been there, how couldn’t it be when you’re not leaving home, but somehow the …

Saturday afternoon in Paris

As it’s another Saturday afternoon with not much to do I’ve decided to take myself to The Little Paris Kitchen. In an ideal world it would be a trip to a small, intimate space in Montmartre where a long leisurely lunch is followed by coffee and maybe a glass of Calvados. Unfortunately as the world …

Sharing bread with my father.

As part of the creative writing course I’m currently doing we were asked yesterday to come up with two lists relating to the current situation. One showing the positives we think are coming out of it and the other listing the negatives. After much thought and head scratching I was half way down the page …

Lemon semolina cake

One of the things I’m enjoying about writing this blog is how much I’m finding out as I do it. Not only am I learning from the research I do prior to writing but also from the feedback and questions people ask me after I’ve posted. Yesterdays example of this was when I learned that …

Banana bread

I’m sure that at the moment we all have stories we can tell about people who are doing something to help in these difficult times. Whether it’s looking out for neighbours who need extra support, putting themselves in front of the public everyday as they keep a food store open or just in general working …

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