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Once again a cold snap has descended and I've become surgically attached to my hot water bottle of an evening. Anything that offers warmth and cosiness is what I want to have around me right now: freshly laundered blankets; bowls of hot porridge; thick woollen scarfs. It's forecast to get even colder with snow on its way so I shall continue to cocoon myself. Read post.
As darkness fell over Saturday evening and cats with knowing eyes prowled the hushed street outside I closed my blinds and retreated into to my kitchen. It was time to stir up a little black magic for my Halloween Feast. A deliciously wicked goulash (or, forgive me, ghoulash) was what I had in mind, followed by spooky meringue ghosts, all washed down with blood-red wine. Read post
You know how I posted earlier in the week about enjoying a few more summery dishes before summer disappears completely? I think I jinxed us. Read post.
I'm not quite sure at what point in time it was that the things I grew up with became retro. Perhaps it was around the same time that I realised that I was now at that age I'd always considered to be 'really old' when I was child. Read post.
