Where friendly veg recipes and the 90s combine.
I’m assuming newslettering is the new blogging these days – everybody’s doing it! Your mum’s got one! That girl who never spoke to you in high school! Your kid’s teacher’s dog! It’s the analog version of our social media lives and if you’ve been here for even two minutes you’ll know I back that one…
So I struggled to get my jeans on yesterday morning, and struggled to keep them on all day – they were the absolute most uncomfortable thing, heaven help them, because a. I love eating and b. i’ve hit that juncture of life where you sort of just start expanding sideways. these two things do not…
Well, here we are. Hunkered down in our houses, trying to work, or wrangle kids, or both, or figuring out how we’re going to get any Children’s Nurofen, or if our parents will be ok, or how safe are we when we head out to work, or how are we going to get our families…
Well hello. Today was one of those days where we didn’t do much at all, but that’s where a lot of stuff got done. The incidental learning! It’s all good! Our Rebel Girl of the day was Alek Wek, a model from Sudan. We discussed what it would be like to live with no running…
In the interests of flattening the curve whilst the world struggles under the weight of the coronavirus COVID-19, we are staying home as much as possible, and that includes from school. In the interests of my children not just playing minecraft for 12 hours a day, I’ve organised some activities, most of which I hope…
Sooo I just realised I didn’t blog my preserving efforts from my annual sauce and jam day (usually done to coincide with Triple J’s Hottest 100) – more about what I make and why I make it here. It was just me solo this year but I still put up enough tomato, barbecue, and chilli…
I’m a bit of a latecomer to Mexican rice, I am afraid I must have just had boring versions whenever I’ve eaten it. They seemed bland and tasteless and fairly useless. Fortunately through trial and error, I’ve found a rice that kicks actual arse. I keep it fairly mild in the hopes that my children…
It turns out I’m going back to university to study my first love of English Literature (Cue soaring success feelgood hero music). I enjoyed studying psychology, enjoyed studying teaching for the five seconds I studied it, loved studying creative writing only when I wasn’t actually having to write anything (that university didn’t offer an English…
