Category: baking
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Anthropology 1 : SAHM
I am a member of a tribe, a group, a pack, a flock. We move together, twice a day Split shifts, there and back. And in between we cook and clean And keep our houses neat And then to kill the time to three We might go sweep the street. Not meet, For coffee, Oh…
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Bonbon maman
I am not always the world’s best mother as you know. I was not born to be a homemaker neither was I the type of person who dreamt of being married with a white picket fence and four children. No, I was going to run the World Bank in my dreams. But, these days, I…
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Dropped
I am a bad mother at times. Well, we all are aren’t we? Aren’t we? Anyway, I stayed out far too late on Friday night and so to make up for being less than lively next morning I made Drop Scones from the wonderful Be-Ro book, my childhood baking bible introduced to me by my grandma.…
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In a jam
We have a fig tree in our garden and each year I forget to pick the figs I know, it’s terrible isn’t it. This year I’ve remembered. And so I had a pile of figs and nothing to do with them last night. I found this recipe this morning and have just made two jars…
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I’m a celebrity, waft me out of here!
I always wondered at whether anybody actually ever got up to make breakfast muffins. I mean, let’s face it, 7 AM is not the best time to be playing with live matches, gas or indeed a fan oven. And those dreamy eyed shots of celebrity chefs whipping up something beautiful in the kitchen in a…
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