Whatever you want, Mum said.

Growing up, my mom’s style of parenting was a rather interesting one. Unorthodox you might say. I had a library card with endless scope, the library being very close to my primary school, and I simply selected and read whatever I wanted. Whatever I wanted, that was the general order of the day when it […]

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Some Musings on a Flavour Filled Life

My first food memory. Fried egg on toast cut into squares with streaky bacon. A dinner staple in my home with a single mother who was often loathe to cook. A habit to this day, I would eat around the egg yolk, saving it for last with a side of crispy fat. Then, as now, […]

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