It’s no secret that I’m a fairly avid tea-fanatic, but it takes something really special to coax me to have a coffee. My main memories of coffee for a long time were its nauseating pungency on long-haul flights – that coffee they keep lukewarm at the back of the cabin and bring out after they’ve served the food – by which time I was usually feeling horrendously queasy anyway. So for a long time I avoided coffee at all costs, falling in love, instead, with tea. Now, though, I’m re-discovering this lost beverage and I will walk miles to find the really good stuff. The stuff that doesn’t resemble that dark, high-altitude grimness in the slightest…
happy lunching with my new favourite food companion. I marvel at his patience when I’m taking pictures of the food he clearly just wants to get eating.
The entirety of Oxford stopped on the High Street yesterday to take pictures of this sign of Spring.
I’m still in awe at the amazing macarons my cousin made for our family gathering in London at the weekend. With black skies and glorious sunshine, it was an incredible afternoon, topped off with an equally mesmerising afternoon tea.
the cutest and teeniest Battenbergs I ever did see
Being at home is a bit like visiting Dutch tulip fields
I made homemade cinnamon rolls!
my cousin Emily very kindly took me along to claim a free afternoon tea with her. Both the food and company were wonderful. Such fun to catch up surrounded by teeny scones and looking out at a sunny London square.
I made the mushroom noodle soup from my new ‘Top With Cinnamon’ cookbook. ‘Serves 3-4’ was very well-received by just Mum and I….
Mother’s Day definitely calls for scones. Go and hug your mum!
Returning and being reminded that home is actually kind of incredible, too…
Grey and rainy days definitely call for tea and cake
Some excellent fish and chips with my excellent Aunt and Uncle