We used to have pancakes once a year at home, on Shrove Tuesday, when the squeezy Jif would appear at the table and my mum would stand at the stove, grumbling about what a fuss they were to cook. English pancakes were never a breakfast thing. I only remember them with the backdrop of aContinue reading “Crêpes”
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Snails
If I have learned only one thing from au pairing, it is that I am a snail. Not in the sense that I’m slow (although admittedly, I am) but through the fact that I carry my home on my back. When I left England almost three weeks ago now, I rather naively thought that IContinue reading “Snails”
To The Table 