Right, so you clicked here and I suppose I’d better satisfy your unquenchable longing for knowledge about the fascinating person that I am by providing you with some information.
Mostly a record of my baking and cooking exploits, this blog was also my obligatory Erasmus-blog for updating family and friends (check out my Strasbourg Guide for more information if you’re thinking of going there). That’s over now, so back to the tasty stuff (with preference given to things that take nice over things that make pretty photographs).
Pescetarian since 2012, there are some meaty recipes in the archives if you’re really fussed, but really, why bother when vegetables are so delicious?
My worth is not in baking or cooking or knitting, my worth is as a child of God, saved by Jesus’ blood. Sometimes I need reminding of that.
But that doesn’t mean that I don’t love using my skills to make people even a teensiest bit happier.
I am trying to be a Christ-follower, I am a Weegie, I love speaking a bit of franglais, and I am really, really bad at attempting to stick envelopes down by licking them.
I hate rudeness, people swearing all the time, failing to catch what someone’s said after you’ve already asked them to repeat themselves, being awake hours before your host when staying over, being expected to be coherent and sensitive mere minutes after waking up, and when you’ve guests over and you don’t want to be rude, but it’s 3.30am and you’re very tired.
When not enjoying cooking, baking, or knitting, I love reading, trying new varieties of tea, cute cafés in new cities, cycling, letter-writing, trying new food, and engaging in acts of minor rebellion in an attempt to break out of my otherwise conforming existence.
A lot of what I say can be taken with a pinch of sarcasm.