Soups and salads are my absolutely favourite meals.
It is snowing outside. White, pure, heavy snow. Within minutes the garden is covered in white and something peaceful and new settles upon the land.
Winter gorgeous and delicious salads always make me smile, whispering that the sunshine warmth is always near.
Many culinary TV programs have left a lasting impression and have added new favourite dishes to our home-made kitchen, but none so as our beloved and admired Mary Berry.
What an beautiful, golden summer we have had this year. Long sunny days, plenty of blue sky and temperatures souring up to their 30s.
We are a family of foodies. Unashamed, our summer time holiday destination selection has began to change adding “fine cuisine” as a top criteria.
Late spring and all the senses and rejoicing with the coming summer. We long for walks on the beach, summer night dancing parties, abandons of delicious fruits and salads.
Sunday morning walk in the woods, life cannot start any better on a fresh, blue sky spring sunny day.
Its early June. The days are pregnant with the heavy promise of summer, but the first bright-eyed, sun-kissed, warm-embracing day has not arrived yet. My soul is waiting.
Every family has its comfort food.