A cook who can’t feed herself at times
I stopped blogging because I stopped eating. It was not a choice. Nor an eating disorder. Sometimes life throws so much at us that we bend under pressure.
I stopped blogging because I stopped eating. It was not a choice. Nor an eating disorder. Sometimes life throws so much at us that we bend under pressure.
Starting a day from making a fire is a great lesson in patience: there is no place for anger, hurry or frustration there. Only acceptance of fire’s fickleness, its wayward nature will bring peace (and desired warmth).
Before strawberries disappear completely this year, here's a recipe for an old-time classic, a dish that many kids in Poland know all too well - and either love or hate.
This year marks my first ever dandelion foraging and jelly making, and I tell you what - as labour-intensive as the process of dandelion preserving is, I'm definitely going to do it next year, too!
If there’s a cake that’s perfect for a lazy afternoon with a cup of tea, it would be it. Lemon Drizzle cake, everyone, to bring a bit of zing and sunshine into the kitchen.
This simple pasta is perfect for days when you're too busy or lazy to cook. And, of course, you can swap the wild garlic pesto for any pesto you like. Happy first day of summer!
It's spring again, and so it's time to dive deep into the nature's bounty! Wild garlic pesto, everyone, to celebrate the start of the season.
So here's a cookie that looks like a walnut and tastes like one, too! Not too tricky to make, they only require a loving touch and a little patience.
My kitchen smelled divine when I baked kleicha: the irresistible, faint scent of the proofing pastry exploded in the oven and filled the house with the velvety, comforting smell of spices. I thought cinnamon was the ultimate comfort spice, but now, I think, I have to adjust my opinion. Cardamom is beautiful!
Soft pastry on the bottom, woodruff-infused apples and peaches and a light buttery crumble. I had it for breakfast, lunch and dinner on the day it was baked. No regrets.