There is no bad kind of cannoli. Even the worst possible iteration – the soggy cannoli – is still pretty damn delicious. Because the heart and soul of the cannoli is the filling. There’s your classic ricotta cream, the…
Let’s talk about textures. Specifically donut textures. That grit and slight crunch of the first layer. The sinking softness of the airy dough. The oozing of the filling. And that slight chew as you tear off your bite. I…
Ricotta cheese has been hogging the breakfast pancake spotlight for too long. It’s time to let another mass of curds have a chance. Enter, Quark. It’s the Ricotta of the German speaking countries. A beautiful, soft, mild cheese, most…
It’s. All. About. The. Frosting. I happen to love the cake also, but I’m not going to lie to the cake part, like heyyyyy you’re important too. I would never patronise carrot cake in that way. Carrot cake…
The Slutty Frenchman is no joke. Let me lay it out for y’all to play it out; sliced, smoky ham, melty gruyere, oozy fried egg, crisp spring onions and a slick of sriracha mayo on a soft, white bun….
Happy Wednesday! It’s lovely to be back with you on the internet. As I’m writing this in my head it sounds like a radio-show, so I keep wanting to say I’m glad to be back on the airwaves…but I…
Oh hey everyone! Happy Thanksgiving, if it’s still Thursday where you live! And if it’s not then happy day-after-Thanksgiving, or as I like to call it, happy leftovers day. As I’m in Australia, I didn’t celebrate a full…
This is the one. The one we’ve all been waiting for. This is my absolute favourite way to eat Brussels Sprouts, and that includes this incredible dish that my sister makes with brussels and bacon and maple syrup. …
Hey-oh! Welcome to New York baby! Tell me something…do you ever read a blog to kind of vicariously live in a cool city? I’m on a major New York bender at the moment, people. I’m reading ALLLLL about the…
If you are a fan of mozzarella sticks, prepare to have your life changed. Because these are to Mozzarella sticks, what a Harley Davidson is to a tricycle. There just is no comparison. Here’s the lowdown: thick, creamy…