Hmm, the trouble with relaxing is it makes you realise how tired you are… and then it’s very difficult not to relax more! Last weekend I went on a little family holiday to Waiheke Island. It was my first real holiday in over 2 years! Consequently, I now realise it was far too short because
When I was a teacher of design, I did a project with my senior students that encouraged them to learn a little bit about design history. The two significant design eras I focussed on were Modernism and Post-modernism because I just loved to teach them all about the social, political, technological, and ideological changes that
If you’ve had a go at sourdough or have taken an interest in it already, you will know that a sourdough starter, as a living, growing thing, needs to be used regularly, so that you have a reason to continue feeding it with fresh flour and water daily (or a little less frequently if you
I’m excited to share with you my recipe for easy-peasy homemade sourdough bread this week. Just in case you weren’t waiting for it, this post follows on from my last, Why We Switched To Sourdough. Because we’d been baking fresh bread in our bread maker for a few years before I decided to try sourdough,
Before I start writing this post about how much I love baking and eating sourdough bread, I just want to make it really clear that I am not an expert on sourdough, bread making, or baking! I’m just a really ordinary mum/homemaker who bakes enough bread to feed her family. I’m new to sourdough, and
Things have been a little quiet on the blogging front lately, as I’ve been busy making preparations for a Mrs Goodness Shop! I’m very excited at the prospect of being able to make and stock beautiful and practical homeware items that are really focussed on sustainable living and ethical consumerism, without sacrificing style and quality.
Coconut oil is fast becoming about as much of a “super-oil” as olive oil did when I was a teen. I remember when my mum started buying olive oil for cooking, because it was proclaimed to be the healthiest oil you could possibly cook with. Mum used it for everything: stir-frying, baking, roasting, dressings… Everything. Well,
Anyone who knows me well also knows that this little black dog with the white chin may be credited with saving my life. Perhaps not in a dramatic news-worthy fashion, involving dangerous waters or venomous snakes; but his entrance into my life undoubtedly kickstarted my recovery out of a bad case of depression. I think
Growing up, I guess I always took it for granted that Milo was made in New Zealand. I’m not quite sure why; I suppose it was my own ignorance …or clever advertising by Nestlé helped me to form that wrong assumption. Well anyway, that was my understanding well into adulthood, so that when I left home (after