Hello, dear friends and blog readers! I haven't been sure how to write this post, so I've been avoiding posting it for quite some time. My 2nd blog birthday has just passed, and it got me thinking about blogging. I've decided to wrap things up here at The Swirling Spoon. Why? Blogging for me isn't providing the same enjoyment it used to. I feel at once like I've giving up something that I've . . .
Yeah, it's chilly. Well, sort of. I mean, not to brag, but we never reeeeally get that chilly here in Brisbane. We get sunshine and brisk mornings and the opportunity to wear socks from time to time. Winter suits us. It's our best season. I've been in two minds about whether to post this cake, because I made one glaringly obvious mistake, and I'm embarrassed about it. It's my trees... my . . .
Mum lives on the Sunshine Coast - at a beach close to Noosa, so almost a two-hour drive from Brisbane - so this Mother's Day we converged at the halfway point between our two cities. It wasn't a glamorous affair: the only cafe open had already finished serving food by 1 pm, the only bakery was nearly out of stock, so we ended up at McCafe, where it seemed like the rest of the town was too. I . . .
Our New Zealand trip is about to draw to a close! We just arrived in Dunedin, and I already wish we had more time left to explore this Scottish city. Tomorrow we are heading back to Christchurch for a final night, then we're heading back to Brisbane! I have contracted a Southland cold, yay. But I have a bed like a cloud here, and I have tea and a couch. In NZ I have: - seen lots of cool . . .
I couldn't wait to share this recipe before we go to New Zealand TONIGHT, despite my enormous to-do/packing list. Imagine me staring at my list from the couch, with narrowed eyes, willing it to go away. I am also hoping to update whilst in New Zealand because I made a few delicious things recently, and there will be at least a few occasions where we'll be curled up somewhere with laptops and WiFi . . .
I once thought I was a breakfast person - you know, one of those people who are crazily enthusiastic about breakfast and even get started the night before - but since starting this blog, I've realised... I'm really not. I've found so many cool food blogs and Instagram accounts that prove me wrong. For example, Izy has an entire section on her blog dedicated only to pancakes & waffles, and . . .
Sooooooooo pretty sure the last thing we all want after eating 480 chocolate eggs is a rich, classic cheese tart... but that's what you're getting today. Sorry. Not sorry. Actually, I didn't eat all that much chocolate this Easter. Instead, I made two batches of hot cross buns which were both not great (tasty, but not bloggable, ya feel), which makes me sad, because that probably means I . . .
24. That's the number of egg whites I had stored in my freezer at the height of my ice cream making obsession. Things got pretty bad for a while there, so I dumped half of them into a giant frittata for dinner one night. But then I made ice cream again. I'm a mad woman. We're back to 18 egg whites in there, and I'm running out of containers to store ice cream in. But it's all going to be okay . . .