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These are a few of my favourite things:
Filling my spice jars. Well decanting anything really. Partly it's about being well stocked, partly it's the process. Also the colours of all the different spices, the smells as you handle them, the contemplation of the food that will be cooked with them....
Unhurried food prep. These are the first stages for potato dumplings and red cabbage for dinner tomorrow.
Fresh bread and butter with honey. This is sourdough ciabatta from my local shops with leatherwood honey brought from Tassie by last weekend's house guests. Mmmm. Coffee in fine bone china is also a lovely thing. Crusts don't toast easily so one may as well eat them fresh eh?
Happy green plants, especially in my garden. Winter really is the time to grow snow peas it seems. I et one straight from the plant, can't get more crisp and tasty than that.
Watching flowers grow. These hyacinth bulbs seem to have forgiven me for not lifting them last summer.
Filling my spice jars. Well decanting anything really. Partly it's about being well stocked, partly it's the process. Also the colours of all the different spices, the smells as you handle them, the contemplation of the food that will be cooked with them....
Unhurried food prep. These are the first stages for potato dumplings and red cabbage for dinner tomorrow.
Fresh bread and butter with honey. This is sourdough ciabatta from my local shops with leatherwood honey brought from Tassie by last weekend's house guests. Mmmm. Coffee in fine bone china is also a lovely thing. Crusts don't toast easily so one may as well eat them fresh eh?
Happy green plants, especially in my garden. Winter really is the time to grow snow peas it seems. I et one straight from the plant, can't get more crisp and tasty than that.
Watching flowers grow. These hyacinth bulbs seem to have forgiven me for not lifting them last summer.