There are changes happening in my kitchen.  I've always loved food and I've always eaten well, often too well. ...

My food processor's been on the blink for over a year. It used to make my pastry for me. Lately, I've had to...

This is the sort of thing I had in mind when we moved to the country. The overflowing backyard veggie pat...

After our little foraging trip , we had a kilo of wild plums, tiny and more sour than sweet. I roasted them to soften them t...

Do you ever come across a meal that is perfect for its time? One that seems somehow to represent you, entirely, right in that moment? Th...

The weekend before last, some of my Sydney posse made the trip south for a girls' night. Over lychee martinis and sparkling wine,...

When my big sister visited recently, she revealed that she'd given up bread. Well... I reckon I could give up most things i...

..hot porridge, brown sugar, stewed rhubarb - the breakfast equivalent of a warm woolly blanket.

..deeply warming comfort food, cooked slowly, preferably on the bone.

A savoury tart for the final day, a day in which we edged closer and closer to that $2,000 target. And we are so close. SO CLOSE! W...

Homemade choc-chip biscuits are a favourite around here. And I've always held firm to the belief that you shouldn't sully them b...