Tag Archives: food

Nature Versus Nurture?

“Ewww!”said my younger son, screwing up his nose and making terrible, traumatised faces as he drank the small glass of milk with about as much relish as if it were arsenic. “Straight from the udder?” “‘From moo to you’ it … Continue reading

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No More Mulberries with Mary Smith

Reblogged from Jessie Cahalin at Books in my Handbag Blog: I was intrigued when Mary Smith asked me if she could present an extract about Afghan food.  Always keen to learn more about food and other cultures, I invited Mary … Continue reading

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Ani’s Advent Invitation: The poetic Ape

Okay, I admit, I am a bit confused. I’ve had letters to Santa, Christmas poems and stories from two-legses and four-legses… even from a two-legs who is also a four-legs… but this one is from a two-legs who is almost … Continue reading

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Barbecue season

It’s summertime and hot out there, The scent of roses everywhere, But something horrid’s in the air For which my nose and eyes don’t care… My eyes began to stream and sting I couldn’t really see a thing, But I … Continue reading

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Guest writer: Lisa Amaya – An El Paso Woman

Hi everyone! Before I go any further, I want to thank Sue for allowing me to write a guest post for her blog. I appreciate this wonderful opportunity. For those who don’t know of me or my blog, I’m Lisa Amaya from … Continue reading

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Ani’s Advent – Dangerous

Dear Santa, After the whole mince pie thing yesterday, I started thinking about all the things that are ‘not allowed’. There are lots of them if you are a dog, you know. My two-legs has a few … like I’m … Continue reading

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The artichoke heart

When I was growing up in Yorkshire, all those years ago, there were many things one read about in cookbooks but did not find in the local greengrocer’s shop. I was 25, living in France and pregnant when I met … Continue reading

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January blues

Like Old Mother Hubbard my cupboard is bare; The fridge is the same, there is nothing in there. No turkey is lurking, the fruit cake is done, And as for mince pies there is not even one. The dog ate … Continue reading

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Cold buttered toast

I had missed out on breakfast this morning, And I’m not of the type to do brunch, With my nose firmly glued to the keyboard I completely forgot about lunch. Now by mid-afternoon I was hungry And so, with the … Continue reading

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Gloop and purple porridge

“Can we just stand by the door a bit longer?” His voice is pained, almost desperate. My son is obviously in some discomfort. I burst out laughing. “At least when I belch it isn’t going ‘gloop’ now.” This is progress, … Continue reading

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