It’s your turn to cook lunch, I say to my older son every once in a while, when I’m not in mood to take over the hob. Ilya is 10 years old and he tells me he wants to be... Continue reading →
Who in the world would miss roasted lamb in spring? Not me. Though I’m not a big fan of lamb, season is season. I won’t lie that I cooked that, my husband did. He is way to stronger with meat... Continue reading →
In Russia we call them “sochni”. It’s probably an easy one after the Olympiad in Sochi. Nearly the same word. ‘Sotch-nee’. Basically it means they are juicy. Oh, I can tell you they are. To make it right I strongly... Continue reading →
Hot cross buns, hot cross buns One a penny, two a penny hot cross buns. As a huge fan of all yeast dough goodies I couldn’t miss the opportunity to make these for Easter. That’s interesting how in different cultures... Continue reading →
What do you usually think when you read the words “gluten free, dairy free, raw, vegan” in the name of a recipe. “How’s that stuff gonna be tasty?” – is my first thought. To swap real smooth rich creamy butter... Continue reading →
How do you start your Easter Sunday? Is it a trail for kids or a basket full of eggs set up on the breakfast table? My Easter bunny loves playing hide-n-seek with kids. He leaves some foot prints here and... Continue reading →
In the morning slanting sun rays penetrate into the dining room through the thin netting. They carefully grope window-sill, table and a white doily lying on it. The warm touches slide on the white chair backs, flutter from one side... Continue reading →
I could never really resist old or vintage recipes. Any recipe marked as “Granny’s” or “Traditional Family” buys me at once. How do you think I felt when I found this MEDIEVAL recipe on ReallyNiceRecipes.com. I lost my breath and... Continue reading →
Yep, you got it right. Not a French Apple Tart and not a French Apple Pie. A cake. And it is one of the most delicious cakes I’ve ever tried. I first tasted it 10 years ago in a small... Continue reading →
Any yeast dough baking is about home and childhood for me. Statisticaly our moms and nans used to boil potatoes much more often then buns, but it’s buns what I remember. Today when I bake, my thoughts go back to... Continue reading →