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Why I use my words

I’m a writer, not a photographer. Stewed quinces! Yay! Peel, core and slice quinces; mix a spoonful of sugar and pour about two cups of water over. Add whatever spices plough your paddock: I used cinnamon, allspice, cloves, ginger and nutmeg (in descending order of quantity). Boil until the quinces become lush and soft and [...]

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Thinkycooking

I think while I’m cooking, mostly about the process of cooking (multitasking has never been a strong skill), but also about things in general. I think about money, priorities and time, and how those things constantly have to be considered through life, readdressed, rebalanced, reshuffled, almost every day. I think about how awesome sleep is [...]

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Things we are bothered about

Food bloggers, listen up. The following must stop immediately: 1. Referring to food as naughty, sinful, etc. This isn’t the Dark Ages: I think we can stop tying values of good and evil to the freaking bread basket. These value judgements are not useful. Fer Christ’s sake — no, scratch that: for the sake of [...]

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Overhung

Food food food food food food food food. There’s a lot of it about lately. It’s December 30 today, which means we’re approaching the final hump before we can put aside obligatory festive gluttony. I’m starting to feel like I haven’t been hungry for a week: I have been either staying with family, had visitors [...]

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The internet is a salad of random crap.

A big, freshly-washed salad of diverse junk, drizzled with a tangy vinaigrette of curiosity and resting on a bed of soggy disappointment croutons. That’s what the food blogging corner of the internet is. I love food. So I love reading about food, food blogs, forums, etc. etc. Awesome places to yammer about yeast, waffle over [...]

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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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Super Genius Awesome Couscous

I made this recipe up and I, therefore, am as awesome as I have always said I am. However: when you get right down to it, very few recipes are actually original. Recipes are mostly derivative, right? Doncha think? For example: calzone is a pizza derivative; pancakes are a cake derivative (or vice versa, not [...]

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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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Short words on the matter of muesli

Oats make me happy. You may have guessed. Breakfast makes me happy. You may have guessed. Home-toasted muesli is just the ant’s pants. I toasted a batch today and added bran flakes and dried pineapple. Stand back, citizens, she’s out of control! Deliciousness awaits me every morning. I do have a warning: be vigilant in [...]

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