Kris Kringle ideas and Maggie's winning biscuits.
I’ve always admired families who do Kris Kringle (aka Secret Santa) – they’re usually the ones with 10 or more children where it’s economically and temporally impossible for everyone to get everyone else a present. With just one present each Kris Kringle seems to restore a kind of sanity back to Christmases – anyone who […]
Newtonian spoke nipples. No box left behind.
In a world (sorry just can’t resist that opening) where it’s easy to feel like we’re sliding into an abyss of fear and loathing (and not the good kind) perhaps comfort can be found in applying Newton’s Third Law of Motion; the one that goes, for every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. […]
Jillian Staton's year of the farmer. No box left behind – week two.
This week I got hold of a copy of Love, Sweat and Passion (warning: interesting results when Googling), Jillian Staton’s book was written over a year as she followed the fortunes of seven South Gippsland farming families producing olives, eggs, milk, cheese, wine, venison, lamb and beef. The story starts in Spring 2015 which I […]
Give the gift of hummus – deescalating Christmas.
So our lovely neighbour gave us a cellophane bag of Christmas gingerbread that she and her daughter made. I’m eating it now as I write this to help me feel better about my pre-Christmas life, which if I put into words goes something like – “After you’ve finished working call the people about delivering Mum’s […]
9 reasons for thanks-giving. Forget Xbox – go Fbox!
Liz, Fair Food’s cook who puts recipes together every week, sent through this 99 Reasons Why 2016 Was a Good Year link as a life-line to get me out of the news-feed negativity spiral I had found myself trapped in these last 6 months. It was a long list of affirmative things humanity had achieved this past year […]
Unglut Your Gut 2017. Heartwarming news from Joe's Garden.
So if, like me, what you did on New Year’s Eve completely contradicted all the resolutions you made to be a “better you” in 2017. And this morning you find yourself shuffling about the house pitifully singing lyrics to Indigo Girls songs along the lines of, “not even getting close to closer to fine”. And if […]
