If there’s one thing I love it’s a good market. And hitting up new places I’ve never been to before. And large wheels of cheese. So, three things really- and Borough Market on Saturday ticked all the boxes.
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Most years on Father’s Day I dig out my recipe for the richest, gooiest chocolate cake I can find to treat the old man. (A nice thoughtful gift I thought, until I heard about the girl who bought her Dad a DVD, a watch, AND made him breakfast in bed. What? Dad, don’t get any ideas…) This weekend with the diet niggling at the back of my mind I thought I’d have a go at this recipe from Cook Yourself Thin which has always intrigued me: beetroot chocolate fudge cake.
Last week I took a little trip on the Eurostar to meet my Dad and the bike4good team at the end of their London-Paris in 24 hours epic. As good an excuse as any, I reasoned, to do a bit of shopping, visit my favourite Parisian spots, and head down to Pau to see Kim for a few days. The weather was a beaut, copious amounts of wine were drunk, and many artsy photos with my Dad’s fancy camera were taken…
Now this weekend I had big plans to bring you a Bank Holiday Brunch special with cinnamon bagels, juice and my version of eggs benedict– it was going to be beautiful, trust me. Unfortunately yesterday I went and got myself knocked off my bike, somehow simultaneously bashing up my chin, elbow, knee and head in the process. See my battered bike helmet above- that, kids, is why you always wear a helmet. Continue reading
Two weeks in and I’m rather enjoying this Fast Diet lark. And so, it seems, does the entire adult population of the UK- you only have to glance at the plethora of 5:2 variations in Waterstone’s to see how much of a bandwagon it is that I’ve jumped right on. This is probably because it really doesn’t feel like a diet at all- I eat what I want most days and quite like the challenge of having to be creative with recipes on the 2 fast days. Waking up with a flatter stomach than normal the next morning is just the icing on the cake, as it were. Continue reading
Doris is the craziest, most well-travelled, zen, entertaining person I had the pleasure of meeting on my travels. She’s also the healthiest. Like, gives-Gwyneth-Paltrow-a-run-for-her-money healthy. She introduced me to raw chocolate and soon will be publishing all her delicious recipes. In her own words her blog, Feed Your Bliss, is ‘a wonderful world of awe, yum, colours, creations galore and abundance of fresh flavours, experiences and thrills, travel, connections, touch, love and pleasure of life’. Continue reading
Sometimes when you’ve had a long, frustrating week, which is more often than not when you’re still living with your parents, the best thing to do is to hop on a train to see your bestie. So this weekend I took the 2 hour train from London to Leeds. Goodbye Hertfordshire, hello Yorkshire and hello Maria! Continue reading
First of all, let’s be clear: I am anti-diet and proud of it. The words ‘life’s too short and diets are for losers’ have been known to come out of my mouth. Too many of my naturally beautiful female contemporaries are listening when the media dictates women’s shape. I despise calorie counting and denying oneself life’s pleasures: live for the moment! Be proud of how you are! These are my mantras.
However, last week I realised I could no longer fit into my work trousers.
The first encounter I had with raw chocolate came in a tribal village in Northern Thailand. It was a chocolate tantric meditation session with 30 others: we each took a delicious ball of handmade raw chocolate and, turning to the person next to us, rubbed the chocolate on their lips like lipstick whilst feeling your heartbeat increase with the ensuing endorphin kick.