Month: December 2012

Picture Perfect: Edinburgh Castle

  Since I am going through a travel drought at the moment, as I scrimp and save for my US trip, I hope you don’t mind if I post some of my favourite pictures from past adventures. This is the magnificent Edinburgh Castle. The sun was out, a rarity in Scotland, a band was playing in the West Princes St Gardens and I just sat there thinking how freaking beautiful it was. Scotland is definitely the most naturally stunning place I have been too…and Edinburgh certainly didn’t disappoint. Advertisements

Tis the season to do nothing.

I love Christmas time. Not just because of the presents or the time with family or the delicious food that we continue to eat no matter how full we are or the cheerful carols that are incessantly blasted through every store’s speakers (yes I am serious, I love carols). I do love these things, but more than anything, I just love the time off. No work, no study, just day after day to do fun things I normally get to do once in a blue moon. I feel like I have no cares in the world. I mean, that’s absolute bull because I have a lot of cares. But just for these two weeks, all those cares fly away and I can live in blissful ignorance of them. Like yesterday, I baked. I actually baked. And it wasn’t even a packet mix either, which is normally to go to if I ever have the time or inclination to bake something. And it was festive baking too…gingerbread men. I carefully measured out the ingredients as I painstakingly …

Fruit World Problems

I am going to tell you a story. A story of a girl who discovers that she is not Jamie Oliver nor Heston Blumenthal. She is not Nigella, nor is she Julia Child. And she is certainly not worthy of a place on Masterchef, or even Ready Steady Cook, despite how much she likes to delude herself into believing she is capable of using those flashy knife techniques that cut up food super-duper fast yet still perfect. Yes, that girl is me. And the events of the day have led me to this place, being my couch, nursing a sore head and a sliced finger. Allow me to explain. It started with breakfast, the most important meal of the day they say! And who does not love a bit of fruit for breakfast because I certainly do. A bit of banana, some beautiful strawberries, and lately because the joys of summer fruit are upon us, some mango. My favourite fruit in the whole wide world, and my love started young too. We used to be able to …