Hi!

This is probably the 30th blog I’ve started.

And this is probably the same way I have started 28 of those blogs; with a long introduction about how I never stuck to the blogs that came before. But that this one — this one would be different.

With each failed blog, each empty homepage and the half-arsed attempts at photography, humour and even poetry in one instance, I have single-handedly taken up half of the valid wordpress URLs. Sorry for that.

So how can I convince myself that this one is going to be different?

After spending my first and second years of uni filling a tattered notebook with recipes that actually tasted decent, I began thinking about how to make them look prettier. I could maybe put them in a nicer book, you know, class it up a bit. I could type them into a document to make sure I never lose them or spill tomato soup over the ingredient list.

I never want to create an online presence; the pressure of that onto my fragile introverted soul would be too much, so perhaps a blog feels like a bizarrely public option.

To see a combination of my recipes, tried, tested, tasted, on a pretty little website is a beautiful thought.

So if you’ve stumbled upon this — hi!

And enjoy the little kitchen at Bury St.