French toast was a breakfast favourite of mine as a kid. Because it was the one thing I could actually cook as a 5-year-old, and because eggy wondrousness. It was pretty basic French toast stuff of course. Just normal white bread dipped into egg whisked with a splash of milk. Naturally I had to have it with that other favourite […]
I think we can all agree that this Easter will be a first. Locked in our homes for our own protection as the world does battle with something none of us ever thought we’d see. I’ve probably baked more in the last two weeks than in the preceding year! Delicious carb (who cares) treats like Greek Easter bread, aka tsoureki.
It’s been a hectic, hectic few weeks of recipe development, styling and photography – of course all of it for clients and none of it for M&M. My silence has been deafening and I apologise, but bills need to be paid.
You have Kiri cream cheese and the creative mastermind behind cooking programmes Koekedoor and Kokkedoor, Errieda du Toit, to thank […]
I love fudge as much as the next person. At least, I used to. But with every 365 days I add to my life, my sweet tooth seems to be just a little bit less sweet. As if it’s not enough that one has to contend with sagging and spreading, one’s palate apparently also develops ideas of its own. Increasingly […]
Cake is not really a thing I would cross the Kalahari barefoot for – with two possible exceptions: 1) cheesecake, but only a decent oven-baked one and… 2) chocolate cake – the darker and richer, the better. Chocolate cake recipes made with hot milk are not exactly something new. Every self-respecting church fête baker has a trusted recipe that’s mostly guarded […]
Frippery – such a lovely English word. My dictionary describes it as a showy or unnecessary ornament in architecture or dress, a tawdry or frivolous thing. Well, these cherry and almond truffles are all that and more!
Shop-bought truffles are ridiculously expensive. I absolutely refuse to pay someone else outrageous amounts for doing something I can so easily do myself. At […]