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In my late night reel scrolling the algorithm has sent a Scottish jeweller to me. She buys mostly estate lots of jewellery at auction, brings them home, sorts through them, while we watch. There is something very poignant about seeing someone’s life’s collection of treasured pieces through the lens of someone who loves jewellery and … Continue reading worth →

first

I am currently doing a 30 day writing challenge with a friend. while some of the pieces are quite personal. some are food for a blog... here is one of them... My first love A recent conversation with my BFF, abut the brief time we dated best friends when we were 16 has made me … Continue reading first →

Ticking off the Bucket list…. Dolce

When we last met, I was talking about my Bucket List trip to Alaska…. But there were a couple of smaller entries on the Bucket List that I ticked off, before and after – sort of like the Bread around my Bucket List Sandwich… Ticking off the Bucket List – “Il Primo” I have been … Continue reading Ticking off the Bucket list…. Dolce →

Ticking off the Bucket List – “Il Primo”

They say “Travel broadens the mind…”; very true, although in my case, it may also broaden the waist… Lol I was recently lucky enough to tick one of the Biggies off my Bucket List - an Alaskan cruise. Made even more special, by travelling with some of my dearest friends and family. And the whole … Continue reading Ticking off the Bucket List – “Il Primo” →

Irene’s World Famous Curry (and an ode to Bruce)

You’ve all read about my Polish food Heritage, and how that has shaped my cooking and feeding of friends and family. But there is another, slightly diverse angle to my food heritage, and that was that Dad was born in India in the 1920s to an English Colonel and his Scottish wife. She trained as … Continue reading Irene’s World Famous Curry (and an ode to Bruce) →

Home ❤

I’ve had a busy month – hence the delay in writing this week – and have been away from home for the past 3 weekends. Time with family, friends and a precious weekend at the beach by myself. It gave me time to ponder what makes a place Home, or even just where and when … Continue reading Home ❤ →

My Potted Food History

Every journey starts somewhere, and my food journey definitely started as a child - as most of them do. I have spent the last week helping my Mum pack up the old family home, and so have been reminded of my family roots, which are firmly entwined with my food roots. I come from a … Continue reading My Potted Food History →