Anyone for eggs?

I have always loved eggs. As a little girl, I loved eating Dad's scrambled eggs; of course I had had my own, but they were much nicer when I perched on his knee, eating them off his plate. He loved his eggs on buttery toast and topped with a good sprinkling of freshly ground black pepper. Another … Continue reading Anyone for eggs?

Turn a simple breakfast into a stunning one

I'm not a morning person. This is mostly why, over the years, Tom does the breakfast. There are, however, times when I get in on the act. Usually it's because I have a bee in my bonnet about something - and it's over a weekend or a holiday, so I'm a bit more capable of engaging … Continue reading Turn a simple breakfast into a stunning one