Was reading today about a group who have “shamed” companies such as MacDonalds, Kellogs and Krispy Kreme for using apparent “healthy” messages to promote their unhealthy products. It’s true. Many companies spotlight one aspect of their product, *low in fat* but make no mention of the seventeen spoonfuls of sugar per bite. It’s called marketing. [...]
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Advertising. Media potty training for kids.
Posted in Food, media, Parenting on September 24, 2009 | 2 Comments »
How Red Rooster Chips transform into Licorice.
Posted in dating, Family, Food, getting older, memories, mid life crisis, Travel, Uncategorized on September 14, 2009 | 3 Comments »
On the weekend we took a day trip down to Phillip Island. Along the way we stopped for some road-munchies at the local supermarket. I had a bit of a tummy upset so I grabbed some licorice (need I say anymore??!!??). In the car I snapped open the bag and popped a black stick into dear [...]
Deceivingly good looking Naan bread
Posted in cooking, Food on September 8, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I was all consumed with being a mrs-cleaver-mommy yesterday. For the first time in ages I had no imminent deadlines and other than a house that needed dusting (pure evil) the day was mine! All mine! The sudden desire to cook was overwhelming. Fresh free-range-corn-fed-no-hormone- chicken fillets from the farmer’s market beckoned me to Indian [...]
canelé de Bordeaux
Posted in cooking, Food, Uncategorized, tagged cooking, recipe on August 30, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Tried these delicious little treats at the local farmer’s market today…Cannelle. A baked custard pastry. The internal texture reminded me somewhat of the divine bougatsza my dear Greek friend taught me how to make. And don’t be afraid of the outside looking almost burnt- it’s caramelly crisp chewiness is divine. Here is a link to the [...]
I’m starving Mum… or… I’m pretty sure cheese needs refrigeration.
Posted in cheese, cooking, Family, Food, growing up, kids, Parenting on August 27, 2009 | 4 Comments »
At exactly 3.27pm every week day I hear the same words whined at me from the back seat of our car. “I’m staaaarving Mum.” No, you are not starving. Your bellies are plump and round from last night’s supper of chocolate teddy bear bickies and ding milk, not distended from years of malnutrition- the [...]