Disturbing dedication

Listening to Steve Wright's Sunday love Songs. A woman called Pam just described herself as her husband's "friend, lover and wife". At 9.20am. I'm a bit put about by this. Very erotic language for middle class Sunday morning radio. That is all.- I don't run for pleasure. I run for the love of cake. And... Continue Reading →

Such fun!

I had such a fabulous afternoon. The Great John Street Hotel is the best place for afternoon tea. We were ushered into a little lounge room, with padded arm chairs and little silver tables. Service wise, well it was average but the finger sandwiches of turkey and cranberry, beef and horseradish, salmon and cream cheese,... Continue Reading →

Train blogging once again

Had to give up on the radio player app as it kept cutting out so I'm travelling with you dear readers. Well with you firmly in mind. Here are my offerings for the girls. Loaves. Neither are burnt, don't know why the one on the left looks charred beyond recognition. Bizarre. Every blog u read... Continue Reading →

Rachel Allen’s Dinner Parties

I have to "come out" to you. I hate this programme. Some rather flamboyant gay called Jonathon is hosting the most chaste, boring looking party with some snide looking friends who get so dressed ip to go to someone's house for tea. I mean I like a bit of effort but not like ladies day... Continue Reading →

Friday night impromptu fun

So yesterday I managed my run. A measly 7 miles as I was so damn tired still. Had a tired week all in all. I made some bread, was very pleased with the outcome. I then got too cosy in the kitchen and went on to cupcakes. Now I am funny about chocolate cake, always... Continue Reading →

Day off

Morning folks. I have the day off. It's a random day off but exciting nonetheless!So far, done nothing. Small lie in, episode of ChoccyWoccyDooDah, toast, begun a phone software upgrade I'm immediately regretting starting, and played around with blog layout and design. How do I look? Any good? Feedback very much appreciated!Pete has given me... Continue Reading →

Minor Irritants

Yes Dear hearts, I think I will yet again be blog-based venting.After what can be described as a "mixed" day, where I had work successes meeting work based frustration, I have finished the day on a somewhat melancholic note. As the cuts begin to bite (BBC copy, not my own), we got the dates for... Continue Reading →

Dream the impossible dream

Work is driving me insane. All I think about all day, when I'm not thinking about everything I should be doing but can't of don't have the time to do, is food. And more food. And how I love food. And wish I was around food. So for a few weeks I dreamed a silly... Continue Reading →

Dinner Party debrief.

Bought a new pan tonight ready for guests, as I was doing pasta and meatballs, which has become my dinner party/ guest meal of choice. Well, I would do something different but Pete had raved so people gave been asking for it when they come. I got a lovely Chasseur 30cm pan with deep sides... Continue Reading →

All’s Well…..

Roast Pork was fab. Very nervous about my still wobbly tart...... Brighton all booked. My attempts to economically book our hotel fell flat. It cost about a tenner more. Oh well.Watched My Fair Lady. Pete had never seen it. I can't believe that. And him, a homosexual. Love that film. Bed now, before 10pm. Must... Continue Reading →

Julio Iglesias

Yes people, there is a triple play of Julio on at the moment. It's at this moment I realise I have turned into my parents. I can remember when I would sit upstairs like Tracy Barlow before she took the tab of e, got Samir's kidney and her face changed, listening to Radio 1 and... Continue Reading →

In the kitchen today…

I battled post run fatigue, successfully I may add, and baked a variation on key lime pie. No key limes. No limes either. Just squeezy dirty fake lime, which I love. But I had lemons, so I have made a Lemon and Lime pie. It came out well. It's wobbly underneath. Is that wrong? Who... Continue Reading →

Practice makes less than perfect

Well, the doughy bread appears to be my own fault for cutting it too warm. Mistake made, lesson learnt. The small round loaf was great. Had it at lunchtime with baked beans. Not so classy but lovely all the same.Went for a long walk. Had a Starbucks, looked around some stores before I returned home... Continue Reading →

Epic bread fail

Stupid tomato timer didn't go off and it browned far too much.It's almost charred on the top. I will report on it's taste later but i'm a bit gutted!Gorgeous day. Must get outside. May take a slighted charred sandwich in my pack up.Update- doughy. Kinda inedible. Sad times. But hey ho, I learn with every... Continue Reading →

So sorry for Friday Failure

Well, I failed. I have to admit. I attempted to make sure that I could blog, quick tea organised etc, but alas, I was fast asleep by about 9.30pm. Pete and I watched as my Comic Relief that my heart could stand, too much sobbing on a Friday night deflates ones soul. Amazing work tho,... Continue Reading →


Have had a particularly long and arduous day. Court was long, and tiring. This morning peaked too soon with Amy's birthday coffee in Starbucks. She loved her Magnolia Bakery Cookbook and bunny and butterfly cookie cutters from Lakeland, served up in a Le Creuset heart-shaped ramekin with mini eggs. I also managed to find the... Continue Reading →

Visual treat for Thursday

Here are Amy's birthday Malteaser Cupcakes!In their bespoke carrying vessel!In sure Tony would agree, they truly are grrrreat!- I don't run for pleasure. I run for the love of cake. And bread. And pie.

Pre-sleep post

Hey world, here I am.....(Little Barbra Streisand quote for you. In case you could not tell I was gay yet)I can't post picks of tonight's bake, as it's a surprise for someone and I don't want to spoil it. And he or she may check my blog out before bed. Like I say, they may... Continue Reading →

Bed time

Goodnight folks. Sweet dreams y'all.- I don't run for pleasure. I run for the love of cake. And bread. And pie.

Hey y’all

Hope y'all doing ok.Long day today. Comedy moments tho, including me having a dot com meltdown. It appears whatever happened via me signing up very rashly this morning, I ended up creating about a dozen accounts and struggled to pair up blog and site. It also appears I know nothing about websites. I must let... Continue Reading →

Monday Morning blues abated

So I went to work at an earlier hour than usual today. I departed for work prior to 7am, and arrived at the office about 7.15am. I needed to do some reading for court but had to go to a meeting before so needed to find the time. I managed to get the court reading... Continue Reading →

And the survey says?

Two thumbs up for the boeuf Bourguignon! Cotes du Rhone used, as per one of the recommended wines. Now I followed it to the letter, including the method of skimming fat, browning mushrooms, braising the onions (baby onions not located so used shallots), washing the casserole after baking, adding the mushrooms and onions, readding the... Continue Reading →

Our daily bread

Is today a granary loaf. And here it is!And today's Sunday supper, all meaty and delicious, will be a boeuf bourguignon. Julia Child's Boeuf bourguignon. I simply have to braise baby onions in beef stock and sauté some mushrooms in butter to add to the mix before I serve and I'm done. Here is the... Continue Reading →

Et voila

Ta dah!Here you go. White chocolate and salted peanut cookies. Hmm....And off I went, induced into a warm kitchen, Julie and Julia trance, with a thirst to do more high calorie damage. Like a cyborg created by Skynet to whip up a mean buffet. So I cracked open my new book....Here is the book/hair shot!There... Continue Reading →

Baking in action

White chocolate and salted peanut cookies in action.Got to love Trex. Fabulous stuff. I don't really know why it has a bad press. I think it's just a bit 50's. But it is light as a feather. And yes, that is Julie and Julia playing again. Love it.More later! When I'm done....Plus wait for the... Continue Reading →

Early to bed? On a weekend?

I love Friday nights, it has a natural energy that no other night has. Yet I spoilt this week's buzz by having the afternoon off. The reason being that Pete was off work and we met up for a trip shopping and lunch at Chilango. Now Chilango kinda makes fast food good food. Burritos quesidillas... Continue Reading →

Long day, slow cooking

There is a well known saying that preparation is the key to success. Now that person who said that is the reason the world feels inadequate 9 times out of ten. Indeed, I would love to be better prepared. It would also include that great ability to pause time so I could get my work... Continue Reading →

Hey Pesto

Yes everyone, first attempt at home made pesto- winning ( to quote Charlie Sheen).Key? Pine nuts and walnuts, Parmesan cheese and good olive oil. Ina also adds peas, but I don't have frozen ones in. Im a fan of Farrows tinned marrowfat peas, only because if you add an avocado and lime juice you get... Continue Reading →

Finally allowed to play

So I finally got to hear the buzz of my Kenwood Chef. So I decided to make the most of it. Nothing gets me on my feet faster than Pete saying "I fancy this Jude Law film". Jude law kills all films. Except Sherlock Holmes.So I retreated off to my Sunday Culinary Club, membership one.... Continue Reading →

I’m done prior to 2pm….

20 miles. Yes it is a bloody long way. So I set off this morning to do my long run. Last year I did a 23 mile run. I won't bother again this year. 20 miles was long enough. I said yesterday that I imagined I'd feel sore. Damn right I do. With a stiffness... Continue Reading →

The fruits of my labour

Two loaves!1 baked and sampled, one cooling ready for our freezer! To say I have almost jumped to the more technical end of baking, a yeastless loaf, is an understatement. But it does make me proud to know some idiot from Dudley can use a couple of books and actually figure out how to handle... Continue Reading →

A strange days baking….

I have today discovered that my Kenwood Chef does not like being on the floor with the dough hook. It also does not like the dough hook period. It kept unlocking itself and flying up. It defeats the object of having a stand mixer if I can't have a pee whilst it's working for fear... Continue Reading →

Train blogging may save my soul

So it's hour 3 of my working day. Yes. It's 7.26am and I am still trying to get to London. To say it's 2 hours 7 minutes from Sheffield to London and here i am still north of Peterborough. The reason is I have been bought some bizarre ticket that took me east for an... Continue Reading →

Up too early

Well, last night was an unexpectedly eventful one. Went to the gym for the obligatory 12k run, and sweating competition whereupon I remain some national champion. I then headed to a networking event, which I arrived at at the very worst moment as people seemed to be presenting things and applauding having done some group... Continue Reading →

Gratuitous cake shots!

Just because I'm obsessed with cake, here we go!Once again, let's hear it for the Hummingbird Bakery's Red Velvet Cake.......And stay tuned for a progress report on Adam Millward's lemon cupcakes, produced for Pete's workmates tomorrow!I'm wasted as a lawyer.- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

Greetings from old aching legs

Yes ladies and gents I'm now well into my Brighton Marathon training which means I'm forever buggered, legs wise. Today was a 14 miler, which I turned into a 13.2 miler as I simply couldn't be arsed to lap the block again on the search for .8 miles which I feel were the least necessary... Continue Reading →

Tardy again

Yes world I know I keep letting you down. Have been off since Thursday as well. What's my excuse? None I'm afraid. I'll try and get better. No more pledges. Mad photo blog today tho.I can finally comfortably blog about Catherine's 30th. I have had this secret for some time, and she properly had face... Continue Reading →

Court in the act….

Yes im blogging from a windowsill at court again. I have written my order and it's in court, and im awaiting judicial approval of my wonderful piece of work! This week is going ok, the mock interview experience had calmed me down somewhat. It was good all round, he was very positive and makes me... Continue Reading →

Saturday indulgence

So, it's Saturday. I've watched an episode of Skins, watched some Saturday Kitchen, had breakfast whilst cringing at a Keanu Reeves interview on BBC Breakfast and am now in town.All gravy so far!Here was my Costa Coffee purchase a few minutes ago:And here it is now:Poor old cupcake. Never stood a chance!- Posted using BlogPress... Continue Reading →

Evenin’ all…,

So here we are. Another week has passed, weekend drawing to a close. And I'm feeling rough as anything. Sub zero temperatures, single glazing and hangover tendency to go from hot to cold hot to cold on Saturday means I feel run down and flu-ey!And I really don't want to go to work tomorrow. I... Continue Reading →

Bonjour weekend!

Here I sit in front of the episode of Barefoot Contessa I always seem to see when I sit down to indulge in an episode. It's the one with Stephen and Frank coming back from England with two seemingly empty suitcases to the Mac and Cheese. It's ok, but after 181 viewings it's tired.So on... Continue Reading →

Dust! Friends!

Yes everyone, I am quoting my favourite Nelly Furtado lyrics as the name of today's post as I have been listening to my iPod on shuffle whilst at the gym and had avery random selection of songs to accompany my seven miles this evening. I ended up listening to a lot of Nelly for some... Continue Reading →

Too long, too little blogging

Apologies for my absenteeism. There is no justification for it. I'm simply tardy. I should try some elaborate reasons about life getting in the way, busy working life etc. But it was just that post gym Friday I was too tired to say my name. Let alone wax on about my oh so amusing life.... Continue Reading →

A weekend that changes everything

Jambo!Not really re the title. It's been a bit of a boring one after the Friday night lights blazed like a big old bloody bonfire. It was boozy, bitchy, bonkers fun. Amy, Pete and I sank the drinks, danced Sheffield under the table and made some acquaintances for the night that were rather odd.Firstly there... Continue Reading →

The search ends here

So I'm afraid marshmallow filling for my whoopie pies is a no goer. Nowhere in Sheffield I have contacted sells Marshmallow Fluff. T K Maxx, who I have known to stock the Strawberry fluff, is out, Sainsburys don't stock it, nor do Waitrose. I'm afraid it will be buttercream or jog on elsewhere I'm afraid.... Continue Reading →

A great British bake off indeed

Le Bistrot Pierre dropped a ball. Alas, when somewhere sets itself high standards you feel like a true Brit, willing them to fail in some way. Well not so much willing them, I am a paying customer after all, but I wanted to see if the positively note perfect culinary establishment could keep up the... Continue Reading →

Guess who’s Going Out To Dinner

Ina was this morning making a gorgeous dinner for Jeffrey, who came home on time adorned with arms full of fresh produce and a heart full of love, an I thought how different my life and world is than Ina's. Pete and I's Friday night reunion was after only one working day and consisted in... Continue Reading →

Don’t tell the children

So I took the title from the Chambourcey Chocolate Mousse adverts of yesteryear as I'm not telling Pete that I had four whole cocktails tonight. That's right four. Amy and I decided to hit up The Old House on Division St on a Thursday cos that's the way we roll. Well, she wanted to tell... Continue Reading →

Long day and achier legs

Ina tonight made two types of soup in the worlds biggest Le Creuset casserole dishes. One was a lentil and sausage soup, one was a fish stew. I know, I know, was it soup or stew? That was the conundrum we all faced throughout this episode. I don't ultimately believe I know the difference any... Continue Reading →

To the wire…

Yes I know, seven am is no time to be blogging. But I'm in no hurry to jumbo out of bed. I have professed my determination to approach the return to work a bit less chaotically today than yesterday. I put yesterday down to feeling my way back in, sorting a few urgent consequences out... Continue Reading →

Taste of success

Alas, my statement about conquering some exercise today was over optimistic. Today has been a day where I have focused on domesticity first and foremost. And alas I have the sweet smell of success wafting from the kitchen.Firstly, I allowed Pete to indulge his Andrew Marr obsession. It was some Nick Clegg special or something,... Continue Reading →

Back in the UK

Greetings world. I'm back. As ilk be blogging. I'm a bit rusty at it all but here goes.Final day was great. I had spent most if the previous day holed up, a bit blurred as a result of the events that had passed, and with the best and worst of US television as company. We... Continue Reading →

Dark nights and a lost day

Alas there have been some dark moments in Chicago. Not least my wallet and camera being stolen whilst I was coming home after a night out in Boystown. Alas, I have been very upset over it, but have the perspective to know that seeing as I have only lost a handful of photos as I... Continue Reading →

A lesson in going native

I'm so used to doing a daily blog that I thought this would be the easiest one to write yet. Alas I have been having such a mad old time of it I almost struggle to keep time in perspective. Yesterday feels like an age away. This morning, if you can count it as this... Continue Reading →

Hmm I love this city. Already.

So today started prematurely, as I previously announced. It began with a trip to the gym, running for an hour, which really got my bloody pumping and the adrenaline levels high. I walked Pete to the conference venue, whilst I sought out an El so I could get to Wicker Park. Whilst on the platform,... Continue Reading →

This bit is a little messy….

Friday nights are always fun. That first shred of demob happiness that you get because it's three sleeps till work comes back around is intoxicating. And I decided to crack open the Veuve Clicquot Rose whilst eating pizza and watching a Back to Basics double bill. Hmm, you can see how this goes. It's basic... Continue Reading →

Mastering the Art of Faux Cooking

Julie and Julia arrived today. My second copy. Ssh don't tell Pete. I left the other at my mum's and I could stand the idea of being without it. It's my thrill, watching this movie. Just watching the food and cookery excites me. And I do adore French food. The sauces, the meat, the intricacy... Continue Reading →

The morning after the night before

So today was the first day of a crazy week whereupon I was preparing myself for a day prepping cases for the duration of my holiday. It sounds weird, a week prepping for the next week. But over the next few weeks, I have numerous contested hearings, final hearings etc which need counsel to be... Continue Reading →

Guess where I went for a light supper?

And yes fact fans, those eggs are extra large. And she certainly added butter. And good vanilla.Thanks Ina and Jeffrey. And tell Miguel he did a great job on the table. And loved Michael's floral arrangement.- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad

Guess who has some new toys?

Yes that's right. I got the iPad camera connector and a camera, more importantly. I'm a bit sulky at the moment as I have already scuffed the camera, don't know how.But it takes fab pictures. Like this one here, of the coffee and walnut cake I made on Thursday. You can see how good the... Continue Reading →

This is Ina 911

Friday night chez moi tends to include a pleasure pain balance exercise. It's two gym classes followed by a blow out dinner. Last night was no exception. Someone who irritates me to buggery was in the class. It is irrational irritation but nonetheless it's there. I know it should be all about my workout, but... Continue Reading →

We know it makes sense. Apparently

Exhausting. That is how every day is presenting itself to me. As a completely exhausting experience, physically and emotionally. I have faced everyday the uncertainty of my position in the public sector, starting with salary, moving on to job structure and now just wavering onto the issue of how many jobs there are going to... Continue Reading →

Public service announcement

So sadly apparently three kids in the US have committed suicide in as many weeks over homophobic bullying, so a campaign is being pushed to let people know that life, as with wine, does get better.I sat and thought of my own journey. I was called gay, poof, sissy, queer from as long ago as... Continue Reading →

Doesn’t that look fabulous

Ok so im writing this tipsy. I get this admission over and done with in case any elements of this don't make sense or if this entire post is somewhat brief.Met up with my gay mafia contingent, Harry and Rachel, to plan our event. We assume it will be fab, and it will. We had... Continue Reading →

And it continues……

For statistics purposes I'm now on a clinical decisions unit. Which appears to be populated by indecipherable elderly people who all have bruising and facial injuries. It's really sad on here, and I want to go home. Badly. Pete just called the ward, and I was a bit shocked to hear from him, especially in... Continue Reading →

All work and no Ina makes Adam…..

This is the first Ina-less day I've had for as long as I can remember. I'm slightly withdrawing. I'm saying 'erbs. And bay-zil. And I've been calling Pete Jeffrey. I'm currently writing this blog on my bed wondering if my friend Michael from Bridgehampton Florists is going to come through the door with some orange... Continue Reading →

I always use extra large eggs

It's so fantastic being a young professional in this day and age. A recession is really good for boosting morale. Having now endured two days of whittling by colleagues about the proposals for restructuring the workforce, and it's possible redundancies, I have slowly and surely lost all will to live. Spirits are struggling to remain... Continue Reading →

It’s going to be a great party….

Sunday's sacrosanct long run has been delayed until this afternoon. The reason? Truthfully, idleness, official version is that my friend Becky is coming to stay tonight and I wanted to get the house ready and bake a cake and prepare a lovely tea for her.The gods honest truth is that we have so much ironing... Continue Reading →

Doesn’t that look fabulous?

Thank heavens that yesterday I felt domestic inspiration and sorted that tagine. Post Body Pump, I hate to say I felt no inspiration so it would have been a poor dinner otherwise. This damn iPad loves predictive text. It hates the word tagine. It wants to use the word tagging. Like I spent bank holiday... Continue Reading →

How bad can that be?!

I always underestimate how bad it will be coming back to work after a long weekend. Surely when I have been in the monotonous routine of 5 days a week for a while, it will be a boon to be off an extra day? Not so. It means that you have a four day week... Continue Reading →

Add two cups of good stock

The good thing about my trip to Waitrose was that my lamb purchase is doing triple almost quadruple duty. Dinner tonight was Lamb and Date Tagine, a recipe by Nigella from my recommendation Nigella Christmas. It's almost a standard fayre dish in our house now. Pete pinches himself sometimes I think when he is eating... Continue Reading →

Impromptu Mac and Cheese

So hangover day has consisted of me wearing my Christmas pj's adorned with snowmen, my £2 gap t shirt with it's dubious stain on the front that is for slobbing purposes only and eating copious amounts of food to shake off the empty feeling that comes with too much cheap vodka. It was really a... Continue Reading →

Little photo of me!

Just for your information, here is a little picture of me and my good friend (read woman who I harassed backstage at a gay pride event!) Toyah Wilcox in case you are at all curious who this is blogging inanely!- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad

So many people ask me…….

So, many people may wonder how my love affair with Ms Garten started. This is where I get all Sophia Petrillo on you. Picture it, Dudley, West Midlands, July 26 2009. My 29th birthday. I awake fuzzy from a night on the town (Birmingham, not Dudley. I have higher standards than that). I crawled down... Continue Reading →

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