Soup, Sop, Suppa – The Origins of Soup

There is something about making homemade soup. A dash of this.. a sprig of that, a stir of the cauldron…its like magic waiting to unfold in the bellies of those who receive it. There is intention in every pot of soup I make. It represents for me, home. When I lived in...

The Rise of the Radish

Peppery, crisp, pungent-these are just a few descriptors that come to mind when I think of this edible root. And somehow it still doesn’t capture the complexity that these little fiery bulbs of goodness encompass. I read that the history of the radish dates back...

Dining Out

The aim of my catering endeavour is to provide people with an opportunity to experience fine dining in the comfort of their home. However, there is something to be said for dining out. No preparation, no mess, no mountain of laundry spilling into consciousness. A...

Thyme is Always on your Side

 Those that know me well would call my efforts to grow herbs successfully, nothing short of tragic. Every season I make my way to the local nursery, hopeful and inspired. “This year…this year.. will be the year that my garden will grow successfully and...

It’s About the Butter

It was a proud feat when my father, one in a sibline of 15 raised in meager conditions, could finally afford a home for his wife and four children. A house equipped with electricity, refrigeration and inside bathroom facilities. All the amenities he lacked as a child...