Hi everybody! Remember me? I won’t blame any of you if you don’t. Heck, not even my computer could recall where I usually save my recipe files. I don’t even remember the last time I used my desktop to write a piece for my blog. For the record I won’t say that I’m totally back writing on here either, because the thing that scares me still and after a very long sort-of sabbatical, writing an actual blog post feels daunting.
This review contains a recipe from the book, supplied from the publisher and published here with permission.
As you might have already noticed, I’m taking a long break from blogging and from quite a number of social media platforms (I’m still quite active on Instagram and Twitter though – that’s where you can find me at least once a day). The books keep on coming though and I’m here to tell you about one which popped out of the pile.
No one asked me this directly or in so many words, but I know that my readers noticed my absence on the blog for the past few months. Life always gets in the way of things but lately it has hit me in the head. The ‘Whys’? Let’s just say that some have been serious enough for me to lose most of my will to write, cook and keep up with my reading. Every single piece of work became a chore instead of a passion, and things that brought me internal peace and joy have turned into those I should/felt obliged to do, instead of things which usually come very natural to me.
I’m a huge fan of a good afternoon tea, be it during those days when I have people over, or going out with a couple friends for a catch-up. There’s something special about it that I can’t really place my finger on, but I think it might evoke memories of our time in Surrey. Luckily, since moving back to Malta I found terrific places for tea alone or with friends. When I want to stay at home but still want to feel as if I’m in a quaint little tea house, in for example, places like Rye (in East Sussex), all I do is bake a couple of cakes and whip up some sandwiches, et voilà, I am there.
Hello everybody. I was going to write a short update on why I’ve not blogged for so long. but I’ve changed my mind, at least for now. It would be so long-winded, I’ll bore you to death. I have posted a little on Instagram just in case you want to know.
So, to get us going again, I’m posting a throwback and a very simple thing I do when I put something on the grill, typically a piece of chicken or fish. Incidentally this is one of J’s favourite way of cooking potatoes. I wasn’t too keen on fennel seeds (almost a scandalous idea when you live in Malta). However J does these so well – I was converted.