Recently I’ve had a bee in my bonnet to try more complicated recipes than my usual muffins and protein balls. I blame it on Instagram – I see these amazing food pics and I have to try them. I’m particularly obsessed with anything with layers – if it has layers, it looks difficult to make and therefore super impressive.
My latest obsession is smoothie bowls. Smoothies are the shit – they’re easy to make, great for carrying around the house as you’re running late, trying to put on your make-up with one hand and eat brekkie with the other (I can’t imagine having to sit down and eat eggs on toast, what are the chances) and you get a nutrition-packed punch first thing in the morning.
With the Banting revolution running rampant across the globe, the popularity of cauliflower is at an all time high. It’s like the dorky kid in high school who got a hot girl makeover and made it into the Plastics (Mean Girls movie ref in case you’re not clued up your 2000 teen comedies).
Sometimes when you’re in the mood for indulging, you just want what you want. If you’re craving something in particular then you have to have that thing…anything else is just unsatisfying. Like if you really want Smarties and someone gives you M&Ms – I mean, what kind? Because peanut and chocolate centres are just so easy to mix up right – not.
I had an experimental Tuesday in the kitchen and of the two things I made, one was awesome and one was a rage-inducing flop. We’ve just bought a new oven and gas hob, so silly me was all excited about baking super fast with my never-before-attempted thermofan oven.
Hello everyone! I’m back after a bit of a break. Initially it was an unplanned break after I dropped my phone and shattered the screen. With no instagram access, minimal facebook time outside of work and no whatsapp contact with the outside world, I decided I might as well go the whole hog and get off the grid.
I love trying new recipes, I’m sure you’ve picked up on that. But sometimes I am supremely lazy, and I only want to do something that takes around 5 minutes to prepare. My recipe book is full of these, but I’m a bit of a snob when it comes to repetition.
I’ve got the Monday blues big time. I’m feeling a bit uninspired lately – tired, not very creative, not even very interested in anything. Mark feels the same. We’ve put it down to being in dire need of a holiday. Our last proper break was in August last year, so it’s no wonder we’re finding it hard to muster up enthusiasm for anything.
I follow a lot of healthy lifestyle instagrammers, and one thing I’ve noticed is that regardless of country, age or diet, EVERYONE posts pictures of balls. Bliss balls, protein balls, date balls, snack balls – whatever you call them, they all amount to the same thing: chuck 6-8 interchangeable ingredients into your food processor, combine, roll, refrigerate and voila! Raw, healthy snacks for days.
I was experimenting with a few recipes on Monday night while I was cooking dinner – something I often do, as I figure if I’m already in the kitchen making a mess, why not make one huge mess instead of cleaning up several times? I absolutely hate doing dishes, it’s my worst chore.
I love experimenting in the kitchen, especially at the end of the month when funds are low and conversely creativity is high. I have made some very strange things while waiting for payday – not all of them very healthy, but sometimes a girl’s gotta eat the dry salty crack and not feel bad, you know?
I’m a creature of habit who likes routine when it comes to food – 8am: morning smoothie; 10am: boiled egg; 3pm: yoghurt with nuts or a protein ball. Occasionally though, I get bored of having the same thing for lunch every day. I tend to eat something until I am so sick of it I can’t face it for years.
Recently I’ve had a bee in my bonnet to try more complicated recipes than my usual muffins and protein balls. I blame it on Instagram – I see these amazing food pics and I have to try them. I’m particularly obsessed with anything with layers – if it has layers, it looks difficult to make and therefore super impressive.
My latest obsession is smoothie bowls. Smoothies are the shit – they’re easy to make, great for carrying around the house as you’re running late, trying to put on your make-up with one hand and eat brekkie with the other (I can’t imagine having to sit down and eat eggs on toast, what are the chances) and you get a nutrition-packed punch first thing in the morning.
With the Banting revolution running rampant across the globe, the popularity of cauliflower is at an all time high. It’s like the dorky kid in high school who got a hot girl makeover and made it into the Plastics (Mean Girls movie ref in case you’re not clued up your 2000 teen comedies).
Sometimes when you’re in the mood for indulging, you just want what you want. If you’re craving something in particular then you have to have that thing…anything else is just unsatisfying. Like if you really want Smarties and someone gives you M&Ms – I mean, what kind? Because peanut and chocolate centres are just so easy to mix up right – not.
I had an experimental Tuesday in the kitchen and of the two things I made, one was awesome and one was a rage-inducing flop. We’ve just bought a new oven and gas hob, so silly me was all excited about baking super fast with my never-before-attempted thermofan oven.
Hello everyone! I’m back after a bit of a break. Initially it was an unplanned break after I dropped my phone and shattered the screen. With no instagram access, minimal facebook time outside of work and no whatsapp contact with the outside world, I decided I might as well go the whole hog and get off the grid.
I love trying new recipes, I’m sure you’ve picked up on that. But sometimes I am supremely lazy, and I only want to do something that takes around 5 minutes to prepare. My recipe book is full of these, but I’m a bit of a snob when it comes to repetition.
I’ve got the Monday blues big time. I’m feeling a bit uninspired lately – tired, not very creative, not even very interested in anything. Mark feels the same. We’ve put it down to being in dire need of a holiday. Our last proper break was in August last year, so it’s no wonder we’re finding it hard to muster up enthusiasm for anything.
I follow a lot of healthy lifestyle instagrammers, and one thing I’ve noticed is that regardless of country, age or diet, EVERYONE posts pictures of balls. Bliss balls, protein balls, date balls, snack balls – whatever you call them, they all amount to the same thing: chuck 6-8 interchangeable ingredients into your food processor, combine, roll, refrigerate and voila! Raw, healthy snacks for days.
I was experimenting with a few recipes on Monday night while I was cooking dinner – something I often do, as I figure if I’m already in the kitchen making a mess, why not make one huge mess instead of cleaning up several times? I absolutely hate doing dishes, it’s my worst chore.
I love experimenting in the kitchen, especially at the end of the month when funds are low and conversely creativity is high. I have made some very strange things while waiting for payday – not all of them very healthy, but sometimes a girl’s gotta eat the dry salty crack and not feel bad, you know?
I’m a creature of habit who likes routine when it comes to food – 8am: morning smoothie; 10am: boiled egg; 3pm: yoghurt with nuts or a protein ball. Occasionally though, I get bored of having the same thing for lunch every day. I tend to eat something until I am so sick of it I can’t face it for years.
