Oh my God, honey joys. Does anyone even remember these things? I’m pretty sure that finding the recipe for honey joys on the side of a Kelloggs Cornflakes box resulted in my maiden foray into baking. It doesn’t get any simpler than this: butter, sugar, honey, cornflakes. And the results are seriously delicious.
I got a slow cooker for Christmas last year. I’m usually anti-having another huge appliance in the kitchen (read: NO Thermomix!) but I’d been sold by the promise that a slow cooker would answer all the big questions in life. The main one being of course: how do I get huge output with as little input as possible? Because that question applies to every single facet of life, amiright??
There’s this show on TV at the moment called This Is Us. Have you seen it? It started playing on free-to-air here in Australia probably three months ago. I stumbled upon it purely by accident (believe me, I do not watch TV at night because I’m usually in bed as early as humanly possible but that guy that plays Kevin is kinda hot and so is Peter Petrelli that actor Milo whatever the dad on the show) a month or so ago and oh my god you guys, it is one of the best shows I’ve ever seen.
(Stay with me, we’ll get to the frittata).
I’m stuck at home today because we have tradies over, and my lunch options were looking pretty dismal. I had some sliced ham, some cheese… sadly, no left overs of last night’s delicious beef rending. It looked like I was heading down the glum road towards a ham and cheese sandwich when I was bitten by that little bug, inspiration.
I’ve been giving Sam more treats lately. Not every day and certainly not every meal, but you know, I’m like he’s three, almost three-and-a-half. He can have a damn cookie. So he gets treats like Tiny Teddies, Hello Panda and the occasional Ferrero Rocher (only when he’s been very very good mainly because that’s my treat).
