When I first moved to Melbourne I had no friends. True story. These pancakes are very relevant to this story.
Anyone who has moved countries or states knows this no-friends thing to be a fact of life. You have to meet new people, and rely on the kindness of others. It’s what makes it exciting – you never know who you’re going to meet and connect with. (more…)
This post is full of declarations and an accusation.
Declaration number 1 (made by my friend Tenille from my fruit mince pies adventures): ‘These buttermilk cookies are the best cookies you’ve ever made.’
I loved them too. But she said that as much as she loves the chocolate chip cookies, if presented with both, she would take the buttermilk cookie. (more…)
I’ve spoken about scones here before when I made raspberry scones. In fact I went all out and gave a bit of a history lesson last time.
But these ones are made with buttermilk. And I made them in two varieties: (more…)