-The KitchenMaid-

If I was the sort of person who did things by the book, I’d be planting my garlic today. But after the failure of last year’s crop – I’ll n...

Have you been struck by the dreaded winter lurgy yet? It has cut a swathe through our small household in the last week and I don't think...

Remember when coconut oil was going to save us all? I'm not sure it's happened yet, given that the world needs saving more now than ...

Q: What do you call a goat that's sitting around doing nothing? A: Billy Idol. I'm sorry, I couldn't resist. I fell down a r...

Valentines Day might not be everyone's cup of tea, but I think there can never be too many days to celebrate the people you love. If tha...

I don't want to be a weather bore, but Wellington is having the most dismal summer ever. I mean, really. On Monday I was so cold at work...

There's a long weekend on the horizon and - though the weather is unlikely to be playing ball - I'm still hopeful that there will be...

News that popsicles made from bone broth are summer's 'coolest new treat' has made me feel decidedly hot under the collar. If y...

Today's Three Ways With... column is all about foraged foods, with a particular focus on what you can forage within the perimeter of yo...

How are those New Year resolutions going? Fallen off the wagon yet? Evidence suggests that most people do, especially if their resolutions a...

I read something last week about how 'invisible prisons' - jobs, societal pressures, parenting, caring for older relatives - meant t...

Remember whoopie pies? They were going to be the new cupcakes, or the new macarons, but I don't think they ever really took off. A shame...

I'm sorry, the recent cold snap is all my fault. I was the one who said winter was over; I was the one who ignored the merino tights sa...

Today's Three Ways With... column is all about food waste - using up the stuff you'd normally throw away. While I was thinking abou...

I've been thinking a lot lately about the healing power of food. Not just in the 'I've had a bad day, I'm going to eat my fe...

Remember mint sauce? I wouldn't be surprised if you don't. I'd all but forgotten about it myself, until last week when the Mr br...

No blog posts for ages and then, what? A sandwich? I'm afraid so. Truth is, I feel like I've lost my food mojo in the last couple of...

Let's get something straight: I've never been one to join in the 'fun' of St Patrick's Day. Not for me the early morning...

The hand-chalked blackboard sign loomed in front of us like a vision. It was a hot, windy day in the Wairarapa and the promise of 'REAL ...

Four years ago, not long after my mother died, someone I didn't know very well left a lemon verbena tree on our doorstep. I found this g...