Black Pepper Plum

Its 37 C outside and I feel like a cookie in the oven myself. But I've been getting grief from Mrs X's daughter, Mrs Y for not putti...

View from the cliff path Summer days like these are for bikinis and dresses and shorts. For large hats and the smell of sunscreen. For ...

New Years day was waking up in Cape Town to a beautiful thunderstorm and sheets of soft rain. New Years morning was getting up (reasonably)...

Talking about Christmas on the 27th of December is like drinking apple sours on a hangover. A sour taste in the mouth and sentiments of desp...

I attended a top- notch cooking school for three years. For the first of these three, I admit I found more enjoyment in social activities t...

Prawn, asparagus, mascarpone tarts Frozen lemon meringue cake Christmas Mince Pies Devil- red macaroons Oysters with vodka, cucu...

The moment you spend a bit of time with something or someone, you inevitably start to form a bit of a bond with it/him/her. I go to pick up...