DISCLAIMER: this post has taken a while to pop up. Life, work and some pretty heavy family business got in the way. Editing this really happy, incredible week felt really hard and upsetting when actually, when I came to do it, it was a healing and joyful experience. Mostly because of my lovely Husband who … Continue reading Ein Berlin Flitterwochen
Sundays are made for lazing, particularly at this time of year. It's something about the crisp autumn air and the light - which is still bright but not too piercing. You can open the curtains, forage for coffee then drowsily wallow in the fresh sheets (if you don't change your sheets every Saturday you're a … Continue reading Sunday morning buns
I am not usually one of *those* bloggers. You know, the ones who run to every street food festival/hot new opening/street market to give you their hot take on whatever's new this week. This is largely for two reasons: 1) Because I blog so infrequently I don't think I deserve the term; and 2) Who … Continue reading Lewishambles on Tour: Meatopia 2017
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Everybody has one. You have one, even if you're not admitting it. Hiding in your cupboard, lurking in the fridge. It's the "shame jar". The ingredient you purchase thinking "yes, I absolutely will make this obscure/easily bought pre-prepared/used in teeny-tiny quantities recipe enough times to justify this purchase." In my case, it's usually a result … Continue reading Feasting: Tahini-Orange Pistachio Cake
My mother is OBSESSED with Annie Sloan's chalk paint. Since discovering it, she and my father have chalk-painted literally everything in the house which isn't made of fabric. Their dining room is literally doused in the stuff, from a sideboard, to the sconces, to a rather impressively chalk-painted metal Ikea chandelier job. Momma L's passion … Continue reading Reinventions – using Annie Sloan’s Chalk Paint
I love me a bit of Katharine Hepburn. There's that poise, the determination, the total give-no-fucks ambition that defined her as an actress and meant she lived her life on her own, fabulous terms. Also she was basically both my fantasy girlcrush in the Bringing Up Baby and my fantasy Nana in On Golden Pond. … Continue reading “Just being is fun”: making Katharine Hepburn’s brownies