I'm secretly day-dreaming about moving my family to the Barossa Valley, Australia's most famous wine region. If we were living in the Barossa Valley we would enjoy single lane traffic, tree-lined s
Every year I cook something as a Christmas gift for family and friends. My daughter usually helps, and we spend a fun couple of hours baking and wrapping. Last year we made snickerdoodles, those lovel
Our good friends, Kerina and Ollie, have just become the proud parents of a beautiful little boy. I'm thrilled for them. As new parents, they've embarked on an incredible journey, one that will bri
My daughter is starting school next week and I'm excited and a little melancholy. On one hand, she is completely ready for school - she craves stimulation and learning and she's happy because she h
One thing I love about Mr Hungry Australian is that he's a great cook. When we first started dating he was working as a consultant. So some days he'd be super-busy and other days I'd go over to his
Is there a kid alive who doesn't love fairy wands? I made these for my daughter's five year old birthday party a month or so ago (see Throwing a Kid's Party Without Losing Your Mind) and they were a s
Every summer my dad and his friends go crabbing. Creeping out of the house in the early hours of the morning they drive to an undisclosed location, launch their boat and crab for hours. They then retu
My five year old daughter has a sweet tooth. She seems to have a never-ending capacity for ice cream, cake, buns, lollies, jelly and doughnuts. It's not that she doesn't like savoury food - she doe
UPDATE: this recipe has been simplified and re-blogged here. And I've changed the photo above to the new version. But please do read on for a story about my grandmother and how this recipe came to be.
When I was a young girl my parents took my brother and I to the Adelaide Royal Show every year without fail. As we were only allowed two showbags each, my brother and I spent days comparing the relati
Children's birthday parties often start with squeals of delight and joyful anticipation but end in tears and swearing. From mum and dad, I hasten to add. You see, us Generation X parents always wan
Yesterday my daughter told me that she wanted to go to her Grandma's house for a snack because "she cooks so much better than you." When asked to explain, she said, "I only like Popo's cooking. I don'