As far as I am concerned a cookie, or bickie to put in the local vernacular, must be chunky and full of chunks of flavour. None of these delicate little wafers for me – I want a biscuit with bite. Something substantial where I can see the bits and pieces before I taste them. Ladies and gentlemen, friends of miss9 who read my blog and Pin my recipes (hi Macy, Ella and Alana) allow me to present a cookie made even better thanks to the addition of brown butter. Continue reading
I wish I could be paid to spend all day trawling Pinterest for delicious things to bake. I mean, I’m good at it. I enjoy it. I can and do spend hours falling down baking-related rabbit holes. But I just don’t think anyone is going to whip out the chequebook any time soon.
Sigh. Continue reading
How cute are mini Bundt cakes? They look so fancy and don’t require anything more than a light dusting of sugar to set them off. Whenever I see a recipe that requires baking in a mini Bundt pan I am all over it. Continue reading
You will not find a simpler from scratch recipe that delivers such bang for your buck in terms of taste.
I found this recipe on sheknows.com and was apprehensive – could it really be any good with just three ingredients and using just one bowl? Continue reading
Play dates require planning and commitment and nerves of steel. Yes, it should just be fun and easy but in my experience it is having a famished flock of children descend upon the kitchen every 15 minutes with wails of ‘we’re huuuunnngry’.
The playing takes second place to the feeding and a child who has just finished lunch will be able to put away enough food to put a sumo wrestler to shame.
With this in mind I made chocolate whoopie pies in anticipation of a double play recently. Yes, a food to keep even four little girls satiated for more than 5 minutes needed to be portable. To be sugar-filled. And most importantly, to be pretty – dousing a cake in colourful sprinkles will have that effect. Continue reading
So simple. So quick. So very moreish and delicious. This bake ticks all the boxes and then some. I know the hip kids moved on from salted caramel a while ago (overkill and all that) but in my world whenever I present salted caramel anything the reaction is always the same – people falling over themselves to ensure they don’t miss out. Continue reading
Apples, eh? Something that looks shiny and crisp at the markets can turn out to be a fraud when bitten into. Soft. Floury. Bruised. That was our experience after being swindled at a farmer’s market recently. Before I continue let me say that I adore farmer’s markets and the farmers that produce our food. I have no idea how fraudulent apple man managed to get a stand at these popular markets but he did. Money was exchanged. Apples were bought. Disappointment on one side of this transaction ensued.
So there we were – a fruit bowl full of dud apples that Misses 7 and 9 kept boomeranging back from school each day.
If you are a follower of this blog or know me in the real world you would know that my instant reaction was to turn these fraudulent apples into a cake. Continue reading