Are we the luckiest creatures on the planet? Us, humans? Mum?
I didn’t see it coming. How could I? Just a few minutes earlier his greatest concern was the flavour of the cough sirup. Although the pharmacist claimed that there is no alcohol in it I still blame the cough sirup! After I consoled myself, I asked a question back – which is the mighty weapon when you need one. “Why do you think we humans, could be the luckiest ones?”
“Because if we need water we just turn the tap on and if we need any food we go to the market. It’s not the same for animals, they have to find water and hunt for food…So, do you think we are the luckiest creatures on the planet? Mum?” Continue reading
In less than a month we are to start our journey across the world. That always means visiting our family. We are all looking forward to it and we all have our reasons. The youngest one is mostly looking forward to the love and attention (gifts included) that he receives from everyone in immense quantities. The rest of the family, which are the two parents, are glad to provide the above mentioned happiness to the young one and indulge the grandparents with the presence of their grandchild. But don’t think that this is a sacrifice to us, as we, the parents, have our own little moments that make this time special. They mainly include wondering through the city, remembering and reliving our past, or making new adventures and stories with our son. There is a whole list of things to do but I am mostly looking forward to the slow pace of the days that any holiday should provide: short and long walks, time together, good food and small treats. Which brings me to the subject of this post. May not be a small one but it’s certainly a treat! Continue reading
We are a family of three and on a daily base the emotions easily become intense, good or bad, as there is no one else to turn to – but us. The rest of the family lives around the world, so other than the yearly visits to see some of them and lots of Skype time, we rely on our little family of three. Or at least that is how I saw it. Our son needed some time to understand that mum and dad were there to share their time, love and wisdom with him – evenly. For him it was simply natural to be around mum, and sometimes his father had to work hard to get his attention. Although it required much patience to manage the feelings, I new that it was just a matter of time when my leaving the house wouldn’t bring tears and a simple “bye mum” would replace them. That has been the case for some time now and as much as I enjoy the emotional growth I do miss the obligatory hugs and kisses I used to receive. On the other hand, that gives me a better understanding of being “the other parent”. Now I admire the father’s patience and wisdom even more. He was always there when needed, and patiently waited for the child to realise that he could share some moments with his father only and by doing so make them even more precious. Continue reading
My first visit to Australia was a very short one. It happened almost unintentionally as Sydney airport was the last stop on our way to New Zealand. We landed at 5am. The first thing I noticed was the heavy rain outside. Somehow I didn’t expect that! The picture of Australia I imagined had nothing to do with the reality I could see through the windows. Also, I guess after being high in the air for so many hours we expected the same light to meet us on the ground. Certainly not heavy rain! Continue reading
Many years ago we moved to New Zealand, looking for new and bright adventures. A new start included everything being new to us. New country to explore, new people to meet, new jobs to start, and new life experiences! Perfect you would say! Except, there was one thing quite old and ruined in this perfect new world of ours, and that was the first house we decided to buy. The house we laid our yes on was neglected and unloved but we were young and enthusiastic back then and thus we thought it should be ours! We thought to fix it and live happily in it for many years to come. Continue reading
Not a while ago I was a person who would just wrinkle her nose passing by any banana bread. I might have mentioned this earlier, in this post. I just didn’t like the idea of cooking/baking with bananas at all. Now the first banana bread that made me change my mind was a wonderful banana bread made with almond meal… but I’ll tell you all about it one day in the future as posting two recipes with the same main ingredient in one month is a stretch already.
I’ve being thinking lately about the reality we live every day and the “reality” we wish for. The first inevitable truth that will strike you is that somehow those two doesn’t mach – at least not as often as we would like them to. My own story is no different. A constant juggle off wishes, life demands and routines, an occasional break just to get stronger for a new wave of obligations. But after a dentist visit (that was hard), long school hours and a sentence like “How much do you love me, mum?” I realised that we need a home project, something that will relax us and bring us back together.
Beside the fact that relaxing almost always involves cooking and baking, this is a food blog so here we go! Continue reading
I am going to have to admit it – rye flour is one of my favourites, if not the most loved one. Could be because it was the first I remember starting to play with, as a different one to plain flour. My love for different flours has developed over time but rye flour will always be a special one to me. Continue reading