Can’t-fail white bread recipe

2022-08-16T14:31:15+02:00Thursday, 15 January 2015| Baking, Basic recipes|

I had something else entirely planned for this post. And then I stuffed up. Royally. Yup folks, the hot news of the week is my brand new recipes don’t always work out. Shock, horror. I’m comforted by the fact that I’m not alone. If it can happen to a contestant on the UK’s Masterchef: The Professionals (now showing on DSTV [...]

Soetkoekies with oats

2022-08-16T14:41:52+02:00Tuesday, 15 July 2014| Baking, Sweet tooth|Tags: |

Shop-bought biscuits were not something I knew as a kid. Oh no, one baked. Being a diplomatic sort, gran never said it outright, but her inference was pretty clear: buying was for lazy wives, bad mums and townfolk. The world has moved on a bit since then. I figure gran would probably have been OK with me going the shop [...]

Pear and marzipan tartlets with chocolate ganache

2022-08-23T09:10:22+02:00Wednesday, 11 June 2014| Baking, Sweet tooth|Tags: , , |

The thing about spending the amount of time in the kitchen that I do, is things can get a bit lonely. Merlot is an excellent conversationalist, to be sure. But as I don’t actually speak 'cat', her incessant chatter isn’t exactly what I would call spell binding. So when the inimitable Nina Timm from My Easy Cooking asked if I’d [...]

Banana bread with lime and coconut

2022-08-16T14:36:13+02:00Thursday, 20 March 2014| Baking, Sweet tooth|Tags: |

I learnt two new things this week. I’m not sure which astonished me more: Famous chefs don’t necessarily have to be wombats who prance about the kitchen swearing enough to make the Teflon peel off non-stick pans. Rooibos is not just something to drink first thing in the morning and then again at 3pm because, after having manfully (or is [...]

Almond pavlova with Karoo figs

2022-08-16T14:36:55+02:00Thursday, 27 February 2014| Baking, Sweet tooth|Tags: |

Cats are quite balletic creatures. The effortless way Merlot pulls a 180-degree arabesque-type move to lick her bottom is hugely impressive. I wish I were that flexible. Not to lick myself, of course. I’m not that kind of girl. But it would be quite handy when I’m crouching down to clean my industrial-sized oven. I hung up my point shoes [...]

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