I love cook books. I would love to say I love cooking too - I do, but it so very often gets the better of me that I think I talk a better dish than produce one. Anyhoo, I have just purchased this beauty:
Sexy huh? It is a real proper baking book with puds, biscuits, cakes and bread. I am newly inspired by it to actually have a regular baking day - y'know, a real old fashioned afternoon session in the kitchen with the radio for company and the waft of cooking smells permeating the walls..... Haven't yet decided on a day - I fancy Saturday afternoon, but think this is down to the draw of wintry grey weekends in my wildly unreliable imagination. Realistically I should go for a weekay afternoon - from June I will be reducing my working hours to just two evenings a week - so I have 5 whole days/nights to plan out!!!! Tres exciting.
And lately I have scrapped a bit too. Nothing great, but a little nod to my former passion.
