
Many moons ago, when The Hungry Dad and I were on our honeymoon, we discovered a dessert that our hotel offered as part of their breakfast buffet. Clafoutis, a simple raspberry-and-egg-type-baked-custard dish, was part of the offering each day. And each day a certain newly-minted husband consumed his body weight in it. Continue reading


Despite winter being about six weeks away here in Australia it is still warm and sunny every day. And if you’re reading this from a town shivering in the cold due to blizzard/rain/wind/sleet you are probably completely envious. But I am so over the heat! Most days, such as today, are hot and I am still desperately waiting for autumn to make an appearance. 




