Growing and foraging food I find so very satisfying. I don’t have a garden (yet) but I have always dreamt of having a vegetable patch for that very reason; I want the enjoyment of creating my food and getting it from somewhere that isn’t a clinical supermarket.
If you’re a regular reader then you’ll know that I’m an Autumn girl at heart. And yes I admit it, I have started to get excited about the conkers growing on the trees.
But good Lord if it isn’t absolutely criminal not to enjoy every drop of this glorious sunshine that we have been blessed with this year! Truth be told I’m never usually that into Summer because I don’t know where I stand with the weather, and I find myself standing in front of my wardrobe with painful indecision about what to wear. But not this year: every day is guaranteed heat; no umming and aahing about layers. I hear the last time we had a Summer like this was 1976, so chances are I won’t see another until I’m old and grey. Basically, carpe diem the hell out of that Sun you guys.
There are girls who unpack their luggage a soon as they get back from holiday and get the washing on right away. And then there’s me.
There are girls who plan their birthday out with military precision to get bookings where they desperately want to go. And then there’s me.
There are girls who print their wedding photos the moment they are received. And you can see where I’m going with this can’t you?
My dad is Irish. My mum is Welsh. I live in England. But you’d be forgiven for thinking that I had some Scottish blood for all that I go on about it, how much I love it and over the past two years, how much I have visited.
Thing is it’s got all the things that I love the most: hearty food, dramatic landscapes, ancient architecture and a sense of adventure. I also have family who live not too far from Trossachs National Park so Bank Holidays are a great excuse to drive up and visit them. From Milton Keynes it takes 6 hours in the car: sure it’s a long drive but manageable. We spent three wonderful days this time.
Well. Despite being one where I’ve had to lie a little lower in the name of wedding preparations it’s still turned out to be a fantastic year of restaurants, recipes and discoveries. ‘Best nine’ becomes increasingly popular year on year, but for me it’s not about how many likes I got but which experiences were the most memorable. So, here’s my personal 2017 best nine!
I have always said that there are one of three materialistic categories that people dream of: the dream car, the dream wardrobe or the dream house. For me it has always been the dream house. Ever since I was a small child I have dreamt of living in a beautiful home with warm surroundings, a crackling fire and a kitted-out kitchen. It is with bitter sweetness that I attend events like this one at Fisher & Paykel; drooling over gorgeous kitchen wares with nowhere (yet!) to put them!
Here’s what I’ve been getting up to over the last few weeks!
I don’t care how old I get, I will always have an advent calendar. What’s all this nonsense about having to stop with the fun stuff when you become a grown up? No thanks. Christmas is not just for kids, it’s for everyone. And I want an advent calendar.
I am so excited to blog this one! It was way back at the beginning of 2016 that we finalised our menu and ventured up to Scotland to taste it, and I can’t tell you how unnatural it felt to have such beautiful food presented to us and to not share it with the world! If you follow me on Twitter then you will have heard all about the journey of planning our wedding. So here it is, the finished article: the day I said I do to my Partner in Food.
Every family’s got their traditions, right? Well, for my family it’s Bonfire Night.
I think the general consensus is that fireworks are for homes with children (at least that’s the statement I get a lot when I tell people my Bonfire Night plans) but we’re a bunch of big kids I guess! We love an evening of fireworks; naff ones from the supermarket peppered with a collection of huge, grossly expensive ones that we manage to find every year from word-of-mouth pop up stalls found in remote locations. I mean I’m sure they’re legit…