Author: Emily Llou

When you’ve raised a baby foodie…

As soon as she appeared, I knew she was going to be a foodie. 1-I am her Mother. She had no choice.  2-I was planning a whole baby range in my head… 3-The girl was 9lb 6oz for goodness sake. She was born ready for food! But what I didn’t anticipate was how quickly the weaning process moved. All of a sudden, she doesn’t want me to feed her anymore, oh no. She wants to feed herself and even put her whole face on her high-tray so she can rub her nose in to the fish pie I’ve just given her. I know, standard baby behavior.  But what I mean is, she’s genuinely interested. She’s not being fussy (OK sometimes she is), she just wants to eat what we are eating, and when we are eating. To me, that’s not a bad thing, is it? For her to want to be involved at the table enjoying what the family are. Last weekend she came out for lunch with me and my parents which I shan’t …

A very easy banana bread recipe for the busy Mum…

Baking and babies. It’s hard to do both when your little ones aren’t quite old enough to help yet, but when you love cooking up a tasty treat for weekend, you just have to  find a way around it. You know me, I’m all for simple, home-cooked wonders that when executed well, knock your socks off. After last week’s lemon cake success, I thought what better kind of recipe to share than one all busy Mum’s, like myself, can have a go at. Just because it’s easy doesn’t mean it’s not worth it – it’s kind of like slipping in to your favourite trusty pair of flats, or your old jeans (which I probably won’t get in after I’ve consumed this banana loaf!). It just feels nice.  My Grandmother used to whip up the most wonderful cakes and muffins, the smell of fresh baking hitting me as I walked in from school. Last night, the fruity sweet aroma of warm banana cake filtered through each room in the house and it’s just a comfort. And …

Grandma’s easy lemon 8pm slice…

It’s 8pm. I’ve just put Maggie May to bed (I’ll probably be seeing her again in a couple of hours. And then I’m guessing every hour after that). I should probably do something productive around the house like…tackle the monstrous pile of washing in the bedroom. Or hoover. But yet, here I am, prancing around in my new apron baking a lemon cake. And I’ve never felt better! There has been so much going on these past few weeks, what with me going back to work, house issues and oh, did I mention…I’m back at work? Plus, I’m also starting to write a book based on my late, beautiful Grandmother who was in the Women’s Land Army. So, yes, it’s been hectic. Tonight I sat down at my computer ready to do some work on said book when I just couldn’t stop myself. Before I knew it I was aproned up and squeezing lemons to within an inch of their zesty lives. My Grandma’s favourite was lemon cake. I used to make her lemon curd …

1 week in Devon, 3 babies and multiple ice-creams…

It’s pretty magical when you think about this: Three siblings. Three babies. In 8 months. Mr. GTMHTC along with his brother and sister have all had their first child, Maggie’s cousins, in a very short space of time and because we’re crazy, we shacked up together down in Devon for a whole week of mayhem. But mayhem doesn’t arise when you have sunshine, fresh seafood and copious amounts of Devonshire ice-cream. The only thing that manifests is the prospect of life-long memories of the cousins first holiday together. Of the cooking that we all took turns to do each night – turns out we’re all not too shabby – and sitting around laughing (sometimes too loudly, ‘omg if you wake that baby up we’re no longer related’) playing cards and just doing what families should do. Be together. I love it. I love a house full of people. I love it when family gather in the kitchen, the heart of the home and I adore the photo’s and the stories that we will talk about …

Travelling to Devon with a baby and biscuits…

Surely that’s the only way to do it right? You get through five hours of driving to Devon with a baby with biscuits and not just one, like a whole pack and then when they’ve ran out, you pray to god you’ve timed that moment with a nap. We’re off on our summer hols to beautiful Devon. It’s pretty exciting because both Mr. GTMHTC’s siblings have also just had babies, so it’s the first of many joint adventures for us all. Isn’t that just lovely though? A huge family holiday complete with Grandma and Grandad, all the cousins together in their little sun hats and hopefully some decent weather and a truck load of scones. Now, they are the kind of memories that’s worth driving five hours for. Even if I’m already sick of hearing row, row, row your boat music from Maggie’s book, covered in coffee from his driving and she’s refusing to sleep. Yep. All for the memories!  Catch up on the latest Devon adventure this week – and any cream tea recommendations …

How to summer your sausage…and mash!

I know. What. The hell. Is a summery sausage? Sausage and mash is, well, just that. No airs. No graces. Just bloody good and most times, exactly what the doctor ordered. It’s just that I’m feeling a little seasonal confusion. It’s almost July and where is the bloomin’ sunshine?! Today I was out in the wind and rain, looking at nowt’ but grey skies. And that’s what did it. I was cold; I was wrapped up with a scarf for goodness sake and simply needed, you got it: Sausage and mash.  What I didn’t want however was the whole wintery wonder with gravy and what not, because that is specially reserved for those real December evenings, so yes, I took it upon myself to summer up my sausage. And that’s not something you hear about every day is it! Summer sausage and mash pot Serves 4 8 good quality pork sausages – mine were from Cowman’s Butchers in Clitheroe and they are delicious and not to mention, famous! 3 large potatoes 1 onion 200g of …

A Sunday well scent…

No, that’s not a typo. Today smells of wonderful. Today possess the scent of refreshing new starts (beginning tomorrow, Monday) and positivity. I’ve been having a tough time recently coming to terms with events that have taken place over the last couple of months, as well as being really horribly unwell this week. But they say you should surround yourself with things you like. One thought process is you should fill your personal spaces with flowers which we as humans instantly find refreshing and uplifting. Lighting candles also soothes the soul and fills your home with those silky, smokey aromas which invites calm. I’m someone who buys other people flowers. There’s no reason for it, I just think it’s a lovely gesture and it makes someone smile. So today I took my own advice and bought myself some floral necessities that have instantly brightened my day. I think a bit of self love is needed over the next few weeks. And flowers can only grow when watered. Happy Sunday x I love creating a home. …