Chocolate Orange Tart
Chocolate orange tart They say the stomach is the way to someone’s heart, and if this is true (and it most certainly is for me) then it’s probably for the best that I ate virtually all of this chocolate orange…
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Chocolate orange tart They say the stomach is the way to someone’s heart, and if this is true (and it most certainly is for me) then it’s probably for the best that I ate virtually all of this chocolate orange…
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Continue readingAfter ‘where was your favourite place?’, the next most common question I’ve been asked since I’ve got back is about the food and what I ate. The answer includes kangaroo, llama, steamed buns, curries, peanut butter, cocoa leaves, sorbets, civiche,…
Continue readingI don’t know if you’ve noticed but the season of excess is well and truly with us now, and with all things festive being in vogue I thought it was high time to hit some candy canes with a rolling…
Continue readingI enjoy a lot of things in life, but three of the things that most certainly feature on my current gluttony list are croissants, chocolate and amaretto. As vices go, I think these are pretty tame, so I’m happy to…
Continue readingI spend too much time on Instagram. Way too much time. I sometimes get lost for ages gazing at desserts, breads and cakes, but one of my absolute favourite things to look at is things that are brunch recipes and ideas….
Continue readingThere are days when you brain works. And then there are those when it doesn’t. I had one of the latter the other day whilst making this Dobos torte. Somehow I didn’t think that the boiling hot caramel that was a liquid when…
Continue readingAfter watching his set at Glastonbury a few weeks ago I’ve found myself singing Lionel Ritchie songs at random intervals. All of which, of course, makes the idea of spending a Sunday morning lazing on the sofa with a large mug…
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