I hope you are all having a marvellous time filled with sparkling festivities and recovering from the scrumptious indulgences of Christmas day.
I’m raring to go for another afternoon filled with overflowing plates and bottomless glasses to properly get into the spirit of things, but seeing as it is Boxing Day and the shops were teeming with bargain-hunters, I thought it would be a good time to bring your attention to some of the best titles that you need to get in your kitchen, if Santa hasn’t delivered them already…
Yes, that’s right. Christmas is coming. FAST. But there’s only so many mince pies and stollen bites that I can handle over the festive season. Don’t get me wrong, that’s a lot, but when I saw Edd Kimber’s recipe for Amaretto Creams in the November Waitrose Magazine, I knew I HAD to make them. Once you’ve read this, you’ll want to make them too. Trust me.
Evening all! On Sunday, I returned from sunny Cyprus. SERIOUSLYsunny. I’m talking 30-degrees-hours-dedicated-to-lazing-around sunny. It was tough. England’s temperatures have dropped and not for the better. All I can say is that it gives me reason to wear more layers to cover the bod having indulged my gut to the MAX (though not being able to show off the tan hurts a little inside… priorities in tact here.) So, on my arrival back to lovely Harpenden, I pledged to myself that I would detox for a whole FIVE DAYS. I know. Crazy. I’ve never liked the concept of dieting. I’m more of an exercise person, but my whole body was screaming for some healthy relief from the numerous heavy meals I’d merrily tucked away… Continue reading Franny’s Five-Day Detox→
As if she had predicted her fateful involvement in #bingate, Diana muttered ‘You never know with those puds’ over her self-saucing pudding cups. Who would have thought that this cheery WI baker would become the subject of such wrath and fury?
I’m not sure about where you are, but here in London we have absolutely miserable weather today. Not great for all those lovely Bank Holiday outdoor plans that some may have: cycling in the park, touring the city’s book benches, watching outdoor theatre – nope. Today is definitely an inside day. And how better to spend those rainy hours out of the office than whipping up a treat for all to enjoy? So today, I’m offering my attempt at Chelsea Buns.
I realise this is a week late but THE GREAT BRITISH BAKE OFF IS BAAAAAACK!
I’m delighted. We have a whole new set of bakers complete with familiar faces Mary, Paul, Mel & Sue. From now on, Wednesday nights are all booked up (except for tonight as it’s my boyfriend’s birthday… he wasn’t best pleased with my obvious disappointment that he didn’t want to curl up and enjoy the show).
A day that not only celebrated the 69th year of freedom for Guernsey – Liberation Day – but also the OFFICIAL launch of this very blog, Franny & Perks.
When we first discussed our blog, we knew we had to start things with a bang and how better to fulfil this target than with a full blown party? Combining Franny’s island celebrations with our own, the date was set – we had a deadline for our first posts. The plan was in motion.
I am one of those people with an incredibly sweet tooth. No, scrap that, I think my entire dental structure is dedicated to the sweet cause, so the first recipe for this blog undoubtedly had to be cake. But not just any cake, this was the result of a busy Sunday morning in the kitchen, preparing for a sixtieth birthday party. The pressure was on, I had to impress.
When we first discussed the blog, naturally our attention went to all things bookish: reviews, events, career paths and so on. But there has been an ever-growing love in my life, admittedly one that was fed by the wonderful Great British Bake Off. Yes, I was that person yelling at the screen once Mel & Sue announced 5 minutes to go, I was a furious debater caught up in the intense Ruby debacle of 2013, and it was I who finished the series feeling rather proud of the shared namesake with the winner, Frances.