Coconut lemon meringue pie, Indian carrot halwa, tiramisu or saffron kulfi – desserts were my mother’s specialty. She was a spectacular...

    The waitress, still smiling patiently, brought us another round of frothy cappuccinos, a heart drawn in cocoa on the thick froth of ea...

   Hello December! You’ve arrived with a storm, taking us all in your wintery grasp and covering us in a deep fluffy white blanket. Each yea...

   We’d sit on the concrete wall in the sweltering heat waiting for the big yellow American school bus to come around and pick us up. To me ...

   I've made you wait for this - haven't I? I began receiving emails and FB messages asking me if I had forgotten about my promise t...

   The birthday girl – well that would be me I guess. And how am I celebrating? Well with a few of these delicious macarons of course and a ...

  Mr. Chadwick would be the hero of this post. Without him coming into my life I am sure it would not be filled with romance, intrigue, adve...

    I hope for you, you went out and bought yourselves a few passionfruit and made some passionfruit curd after my last post. I did say in...

   A few days ago I was reading an article on The Wall Street Journal about macarons going mainstream . It seems that what once was reserve...

  I broke a few macaron rules with these macarons. Or rather I bent them. They were also created in the last minute rush between Soeren’s mu...

  "I do not want to wake up!" I say to myself as I realize I am on the very verge of awakening. I snuggle deeper into the thick ...

  You can tell that Christmas spirit has taken over, can’t you? Although the weather is not playing along and giving us dull, gray, rain and...

  Well I have to say I got lucky this time. Imagine my surprise at seeing that this month’s Daring Bakers’ challenge was to be gorgeous mac...

  I've always said - the sweetest of surprises are most precious and come in small boxes. This time it's no different. The macar...