Ah, the joy of dieting.

Always thinking of the next meal...

Can you remember the last memorable meal you had? I mean, so memorable, but you will remember it for the rest of your life and you will forever have fond memories of it…

The past weekend I have been studying this Food Hygiene and Safety Course. For some reason this crazy idea came into my head to start selling food and for that I need a licence, awarded by the local council, to operate from my home kitchen. After having almost finished reading through all the coursework, I am amazed I haven’t died from food poisoning yet.

Having grown up in the southern hemisphere, I have gotten used to how hectic the New Year can be. It’s as if everything starts anew when the old year ticks on to the next. After gluttonous Christmas dinners, we pick ourselves up from our creaking, tired couches, haul our heavier bodies to the starting point, take a deep breath in, get on our marks, get set and GO by January the 3rd. Up here things work a bit differently. For a start schools open in September as well as a lot of other hobby clubs, like for example my photography club. Gabriel’s playgroup started too and with the tonnes of photos I take of him and all the other children every week, my time is permanently eaten by post photo processing. On top of that my parents came to stay for a week and since their visit takes top priority, everything else was left to gather dust in the meantime. Fear not, my dear readers, things are slowly being straightened out in the household and I’ll try my best to post regularly again. Thanks for all your support the past 2 years!

Phew, now that was a mouthful to type. The title looks as if it was an item borrowed from a fancy schmancy restaurant menu, but let me reassure you this is a dead easy recipe to prepare, ultra healthy and to top it all it tastes divine! Sod any decadent dessert and serve me this dish instead.
Who would have thought vegetables can be so seriously moreish? As soon as the veg-filled roasting pan comes out of the oven Neil and guests immediately have to dive in and seize their share. There must be a ravenous fairy living in this house. Or can it be Copper the Fox who lives in our backyard? That Peter Rabbit always seemed like a shady fellow to me. The possibilities are endless. I need to get to the bottom of this!
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