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Mama’s oozy boozy mince pies: The perfect pastry and filling recipe…

If there’s one thing we don’t do in our family, it’s neat little mince pies, perfectly topped, all uniform and compact. No, I’m afraid Mum’s mince pies are anything but good looking, but god they’re tasty! It’s down to Dad – he likes em’ bursting at the seams, filled to the brim with mince meat and reeking of brandy. And that’s really how it should be shouldn’t it? Too many times have we been full of hungry anticipation when ordering a mince pie, only to be left thoroughly disheartened by the “all pie no meat” scenario. So this year I took on the task. I was a little anxious: Do NOT disappoint Dad! And truthfully, I will never make them exactly like Mum because I’m simply not her. She has her own little tricks and know how’s, but I think I did this festive little delight justice. It’s only now I think I truly understand the saying, “Christmas spirit” literally – it’s all the booze in the mince pies! Please make sure to check out …

Bonfire night sweet apple swirl…

Ah Bonfire night! Although we don’t do anything remotely extravagant or even religiously go to a bonfire, I love that families go out together and everybody gathers over hot mugs, hot food and sweet treats. What is not to love about that? Maggie May has been under the weather this week so I decided I’d keep the cold air to a minimum. However, what kind of food blogging Mother would I be if I didn’t whip up a tasty treat of some sort, on a night like tonight? Oh my, I could never live it down! (*cough cough* any excuse for cake right?) So what says Bonfire night more than toffee apples…in a cake?!  You need: 3 medium eggs – weigh these and measure out the same in butter, sugar and flour 3 apples 2 tablespoons of sugar 2 teaspoons of butter Sugar and butter to line the tin How:  Preheat the oven to 180 degrees (electric fan). Cream the butter and sugar until smooth. Add in the eggs, mix and finally add in the …

A beautifully simple ginger and syrup sponge…

How busy is life? We’ve been in the house since April but we’ve only just been mananging to make time to actually do anything to it. I’ve gone back to work after what I consider to be the happiest time of my entire life. Becoming a Mother far exceeded any preconception I had of babyhood, so that transition has been hard. And finally, getting the time to sit and write to you guys has seemed near enough impossible – which makes me sad. So, as I’m getting in to the swing of things (slowly but surely), I have made a vow that once a week is my time: My time to cook, my time to write, my time to try and to do a little of what I love. Bake. Eat. And write! This weekend has given me the opportunity to do just that because we’re off to our friends for dinner. It is only right that as a recent complainer of “I DON’T HAVE TIME TO COOK/BLOG/BAKE/EAT” I took some time this morning to …

Happy 1st birthday Maggie May! Celebrating by…eating!

Birthdays don’t get more special than your little one’s first do they? I was a mess if I’m honest. Emotional, hyper, nervous, sad, excited, proud – you name it, I felt it. Being a Mother is the best thing I have ever done and to think what we have crammed in over the past twelve months is just so overwhelming. Looking back at her pictures fills me with sadness that I will never get to hold her they way I did when she was so fresh and new, and looking at her laughing, walking and being cheeky in this present moment fills me with pride at what a gorgeous soul she really is. So, there was only one thing to do really. Eat. Eat my way through the emotional roller coaster that is the first year of being a Mum! Loving the North West Billy Bob’s Ice-cream parlour, Skipton We are fortunate to live in such a beautiful place – almost at the centre of England actually! – that is not only surrounded by the …

When you get a new cooker, you cook bubble and squeak…

They say the cooker is the heart of the home. Oh no wait, it’s the kitchen, right? Well I’m going with the cooker because when you see my new one, you will understand.  Fresh from AO.com, my dreams have literally come true! It is so. Damn. Beautiful.  It’s been four years since I started my blogging journey, one that has seen many things happen to me, my blog style and my perception of food, but the one thing I have desperately always wanted is a really good cooker. A workman is only as good as his tools, as they say! The Belling Sandringham duel fuel range cooker…You’re all mine! So, seen as I’ve only just managed to get it installed I cooked on it for the first time tonight. After pondering over the most fancy and intricate list of possible creations, I spoke to Mum who told me her plans for tea: Bubble and squeak with last night’s leftovers.  I told to bring the leftovers to my house because yes, good old bubble and squeak …

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 …