I love to promote the concept of ‘eating the rainbow’. Did you know that the colours of different fruits and veggies indicates an abundance of certain nutrients? For example; greens are rich in vitamins B, E and K, orange/yellow foods have lots of vitamins A and C, and purple produce is packed with vitamins C and K as well as heaps of antioxidants. The reason for this is due to the phytochemicals that give plants their colour; each particular phytochemical brings with it a unique set of disease-busting chemicals – kind of like power rangers! Continue reading
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Chocolate orange pumpkins
No tricks here, just delicious Halloween treats! We wanted to come up with a healthy, guilt-free treat that is easy to make (for big people and little people too!) and these chocolate orange pumpkin bites proved to be just the ticket! Continue reading
Asian quinoa stir fry
This recipe was inspired by a night of reminiscing (read: being made fun of) about my post-university culinary repertoire. My statement dish was a chicken stir fry. Actually, it was my only dish. I used to eat out A LOT, and when I didn’t, this was my go-to dinner.
It’s a good thing Mr H likes chicken, because it’s about all I could rustle up when we started going out six years ago (and if you ask him about my cooking back in the day he will MOST DEFINITELY tell you about the time I dropped a whole pot of white pepper into one such stir fry, attempted to scrape it off and then stubbornly refused to admit that it had rendered all the food inedible so proceeded to eat it to prove a point, red-faced and nose streaming). My mother will also tell you how uninterested I was in cooking despite her best efforts to show me a thing or two in the kitchen. Continue reading
Tasty tacos with all the trimmings
When I used to think of Mexican food (actually I suppose we should call it Tex Mex food – I’m sure any Mexican would tell us that what we think of as their cuisine is about as Mexican as French fries are French) I would envision fried tortillas, greasy cheese, stodgy meat and an abundance of salt. I used to love a burrito, but I always felt so lethargic afterwards, and I always needed to drink about a litre of water just to quench the thirst that all that salty food had induced. Continue reading
Double chocolate ice lollies
Summer time in London is just the best. It’s crazy how the temperature can totally shift the vibe of an entire city, but it’s true – people seem happier and more carefree, and everyone makes an effort to get outside and enjoy the sunshine.
And with summer in London of course comes ice cream. The tinkling chimes of the capital’s ice cream vans have long been the soundtrack to our summers – they are quite literally the Pied Pipers of the common era, with children (and some adults, ahem Mr H) finding themselves subconsciously gravitating towards the noise in the hope of a Mr Whippy. Continue reading
Easy peasy Japanese-y slow cooker veggie curry
As part of our honeymoon Mr H and I spent a week in Tokyo marvelling at everything the amazing city had to offer, getting extremely lost, sitting under cherry blossom trees, people watching for hours on end, but above all, eating. Tokyo has over 10,000 restaurants, ranging from tiny little ones with five seats in a dark alleyway to Michelin starred palaces with impeccable service. You name it, we tried it. The D&H mantra of ‘active avoidance’ certainly came into effect here, as we made sure to try everything once and not feel guilty about it so that we could go home with no foodie regrets.
Four ingredient carrot cake balls
Mr H and I are having building work done at the moment, and although we are so excited for the end result, the last few weeks have certainly been a challenge. We’ve fought (and lost) many battles against dust, we’ve had to wash our dishes in the bathroom sink (gross) and our lounge currently looks like a jumble sale threw up on it. The other day we had a powercut. Mr H tried to fix it by swearing at the fuse box, but this didn’t seem to work. Magically the builders fixed it within five minutes the next day (they have superpowers I swear) but I’m now taking matters into my own hands just in case it happens again. Continue reading
Quasi goreng (that’s quinoa nasi goreng, obvs)
There’s a lovely little Singaporean restaurant in North West London that my family have been going to for years. My grandpa used to love it (he spent his war years in that part of the world) and always amused the waitresses with his vast vocabulary of Indonesian and Malay swear words. Or at least they used to laugh politely. He would order the nasi goreng without fail each time – it was such a big portion he could never finish it, so (being the Jewish mother he always claimed to be) he always told us we hadn’t eaten enough and made us help him out. I don’t think I’ve ever left that restaurant feeling anything left than stuffed. Continue reading
Slow cooker Mexican three bean chilli
OHMAGAWD. I have no kitchen. PANIC. That’s me when I was told that in order to have a lovely sparkly new kitchen fitted, it would mean living sans kitchen for a month. Originally I hadn’t given it much thought; ‘June will be warm, we can just eat salads’, I told myself (and a very unhappy looking Mr H). Well it turns out that you just can’t make those sort of assumptions in the UK, as I sit here now huddled in my dressing gown, listening to the wind and rain outside. Continue reading
Indian inspired creamy chai latte
When Mr H and I set off on a magical tour of India two years ago, we had no idea how much of an assault on the senses (in a good way!) it would be. Everywhere we went we were wowed by the noise, the colours and the smells, but above all, the tastes.
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