If I'm honest, I am not that into cheesecake. But my dad, who visited recently, is. I'd had this recipe bookmarked for a while...

It's been a long time between cakes. Don't get me wrong - I've been eating them just not making them as I've been away...

    Blueberries were bountiful. Saturday I was going to the Blue Mountains. I snaffled Simple from the library. All signs pointed to me...

Once upon a time, I went to Wales. Well, it was May to be precise but the faraway is for its fairytale feel. My memories are of lush gre...

Sometimes I stray across a recipe that I'm moved to make straight away. Such was the case last week when the ever-reliable Smitt...

Incredibly, this is the 200th recipe I've posted here. For a while, I wasn't sure if I'd post it at all because in my ha...

One of the nice things about doing this blog has been more awareness of the seasons, tailoring my baking to make use of what...

I'm sorry this post is so late. I can explain. You see, my cousin got married in London a week or so ago and I took advantage of ...

It was my friend George's birthday. I asked her what sort of cake she would like and the request was for something seasonal. In Apri...

I really didn't intend to post another chocolate recipe this week. I was hoping to share one for a rather lavish lemon meringue cak...

My friend Tammy makes the best tiramisu. So when she became a vegan, a few years ago, I took it hard. As much as I admired her principle...

When I travel these days I'm more drawn to supermarkets than musuems. I could spend hours wandering the aisles, entranced by unfamil...

It's been a good summer. Full of ocean walks, harbour swims, stone fruit and of course, cake. And when that cake is made with su...

This weekend I was in Hobart. With two of my oldest, dearest friends. We walked, we talked... we ate. And returned to our respective mai...

There's something very comforting about teacakes. I suppose it's the name, containing as it does two very cosy concepts - tea an...

There was a time when the thought of egg salad made me screw my face up with disgust. It was soggy, it was smelly, it was the food of re...

You'd think it would be impossible for someone like me, such a devoted devourer of baked goods, to discover anything new about the c...

Morning, noon or night, there's something intensely satisfying about eggs. My appreciation for them started early with boiled eggs, ...

If you're a kid and it's your birthday, then there's only one cake you want. And because all of us have been kids (or perh...

Once every four years, I spend a month watching football. A month setting my alarm for the early hours of the morning, staggering up, bl...