-The KitchenMaid-

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...

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...

A dear friend of mine calls herself an alternative eater - wholefoods, no meat, no refined sugar, the whole kit and kaboodle. While that ma...

Delusion is a wonderful thing. It's why dress shops have flattering mirrors, why cosmetic counters have soft lighting and why a whole in...

One of my favourite childhood memories is of picking mushrooms with my father. It’s funny, because I detested mushrooms, but I loved picking...

Do not adjust your screen: this bread really is THAT pink. I've been having a little bit of fun in the last couple of weeks, experimenti...

You know those smug, holier-than-thou people who announce they've given up sugar/caffeine/alcohol/oxygen? I'm not one of them. And I...

As much as I try to be one of those organised meal plan types, there are often times when the wheels come off and we veer perilously close t...

There are many pre-Christmas things I have failed to do this year. If you're going to the letterbox every day in the hope that I've ...

Some things sound odd. Bacon ice cream. Caviar foam. Olive cake. But wait, olive cake is actually very, very good. This recipe comes from an...