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Names names names

Has anybody else noticed there’s some weird shit happening with recipe names? I keep coming across recipes with names that can only be described as whimsical and, frankly, it’s got to stop. I’ve been doing this long enough that I know it’s not a recent thing. I’ve cooked from my Nan’s cookbooks and come across [...]

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Planning

I’m on crutches and while it’s not awful, it’s not grilling my cheese either. Spring has arrived with the kind of hyperactive force normally displayed by puppies on crack (note: spoonfully.com does not advocate giving puppies crack. Crack is expensive and puppies can’t tell it from sherbet anyway.) and I can’t do the stuff in [...]

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Quiche therapy

Crutching around at home is not as fun as it sounds. Oh sure, I can read, write, knit, email, chat, play the clarinet, sit on the back porch….okay, there are some pluses. Turns out I have a huge perverse streak that fixates on what I can’t do — or, worse, what I could do but [...]

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Twice-baked

Firsts!  I did some things for the first time. Neither is about sex or drugs, but keep reading anyway. Go on. Today I made biscotti! Never done that before. Today I also built a garden bed! Also never done that before, and, while satisfying, it was slightly less interesting than the biscotti. Although both lacked [...]

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Appreciated

When I first started knitting, I made scarves. Everyone makes scarves. Once I was pretty sure of the whole knit/purl mechanism, I decided to branch out and teach myself some patterns. I bought oodles of blue and white wool and made square after square from Mumini’s Cleckheaton pattern book. I taught myself how to cable, [...]

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Blogging on the road

I am blogging on the go! The old-fashioned way: this post was originally drafted by pen, in a moving vehicle. A long car trip, not of our choosing, appeared on the schedule. As someone who guards their weekend with the snarling jealousy of a griffin defending its hoard of Snickers bars, this was not an [...]

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Questions I have, answers I not.

Etiquette: you have been out walking in your lunchbreak. You are listening to your ipod and generally grooving. As you return to your workspace, you realise a quick bathroom stop is in order. Do you (a) return your ipod to your desk and then double back to go to the bathroom; or (b) wear your [...]

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[Winter-related metaphor-based title not found]

I love winter: it’s grey and breezy and sweetly cool, and the nights are cold and good for sleeping. I love the poetry of the world turning inward and resting; a cycle of inner growth and patience, etc.   But I’ve been reading foodgawker.com, and it is pretty damn clear that in the Northern Hemisphere, [...]

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Season of shifting gears

Autumn never ceases to grab my attention. You’d think I’d have worked out the pattern of seasons by now, but no. I be the daft-yet-delighted one. Summer bundles along, and I’m just thinking I’ve got the hang of things — warm, long days, sticky backs-of-knees — and then one morning I think it’s slightly cooler, [...]

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A mantra for our times

Midway through the Easter long weekend, I had a mini-revelation. I had spent far less time doing fun things than doing not-fun things. Not-fun things aren’t necessarily unpleasant, and have to be done, but why prioritise them? When it comes to allocating my spare time, I tend to follow a dessert approach: you get your [...]

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