Monthly Archives: December 2013

Busy, happy, full


Well I’ve spent another day away from my computer again today.

 I promise there will be lots of new articles tomorrow. I have spent a lovely evening at Dean Clough Cookery School, eating drinking and chatting. It is a truly wonderful place,

. I have a special recipe in progress for two lovely people I met whilst out shopping in Wakefield

…And at some point I am going to have to decorate the lovely  potted Christmas tree I have bought from owl lane nurseries.

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Best wishes…and cheers Sky x

WOW…what a weekend


Wow …what a weekend

I guess the best weekends are always the unplanned. I must admit, when it gets to this time of year, I find it very easy to hibernate. I stay in …grab the blankets, a bottle of wine…a DVD if I can keep awake. And that’s about it…but this weekend we decided on adventure.

The original restaurant we graced wasn’t interested in our custom apparently. So we kept walking and remembered what great feedback we had heard about the Mews hotel in Ossett,   …so with a skip in our step and our fingers crossed we paid them a visit and prayed for a table…. I will post the review tomorrow.

Just in case we hadn’t gained enough pounds that evening, Saturday morning came and we embarked on a journey to in Toto kitchens in York to sample some of the Yorkshire pudds delights. I shall scribe the delights in detail on my next blog. It has been a fabulous weekend of good eating. And so I shall roll myself to bed …love from a very full… x

My friday fizz



Friday fizz

 I think I deserve a little treat tonight. It is Friday after all, and I am in the mood for a celebration after working all week on my new blog here at . So I have bought myself a bottle of Tesco Cava. Hey we are on a budget here…the champers will have to wait for the book launch. Will let you know if it hit the spot later. Have a wonderful Friday x

Grumpy??? Not after a coffee.


If you have ever had the unfortunate displeasure of meeting me in a morning, you will know that mornings do not come naturally to me.

I was born an owl and I fear shall always be an owl. Only work and my children necessitate my rising at 8am or before. The only time you will see me joyfully participating in the am hours are the ones that are still attached to the previous evening until about 3am when I am ready to sleep. Maybe I should work a night shift…but having kids makes that tricky. So I try and sleep. Anyway I digress…my point was.if there was ever a coffee with an appropriate name for me it is Grumpy Mule…it is an apt description for myself on a morning.

I have a love hate relationship with coffee. Mainly because most of it doesn’t taste like coffee. The instant drink, in my eyes should be given a different name, as I am yet to find one that has a taste I enjoy. I have graced many a café and restaurant to sample their roasted beans…but alas they tend to fall short, even in the most fabulous eateries. So in a quest for perfection, something similar to the divine cups bought it Italy and France, I purchased a bean to cup coffee machine, and have ground my way through all the top brands and some lesser-known ones.

I can honestly say when I began this quest I did not think I would find the perfect bean in a bag that depicted an amusing mule and a head office in Holmfirth. But the perfect bean I have found. A fantastic range of aromatic and delicious beans are contained in this orange pack of joy. They smell so good I keep a small dish on my desk just to fragrance my workspace. I will not speak to anyone on a morning until I have consumed a cup, and a Mule, albeit a Grumpy one is part of my daily ritual.

How wonderful to find such a wonderful product, carefully delivered so close to home and bearing a name that describes me each morning to a tee.

maple chicken wing recipe


Maple Chicken Wings

1lb of chicken wings (you can add more if you are hungry, there will be plenty marinade)

2 tbsp maple syrup

100ml white wine (I used chardonnay because that’s what I drink)

1 tbsp of olive oil

½ tsp paprika

¼ tsp garlic powder

Salt and pepper…. a pinch of each

Mix every thing except the wings together.

Put the wings skin side up in a baking dish and the marinade over them, cover and leave them in the fridge for up to 24 hours, you could cook them straight away but they will benefit from the marinade.

Pre- heat oven to 200 degrees

Take from the fridge and turn the wings over so they are skin side down, place in the oven and cook for about 15 minutes.

Turn them over and cook for about 40 minutes until cooked through and golden. Remove from marinade and serve.

These are delicious both hot or cold…but let them cold a little bit before trying them if you don’t want to burn your fingers.


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Dinner and a new recipe


Dinner was not what I had planned yesterday. But they say everything happens for a reason, and so a new recipe was created.

I will be honest, chicken wings are not something I would usually buy, or choose to eat. I have been known to steal the wings from the Sunday lunch bird occasionally, but I stay well away from the dry and tasteless offerings that usually grace party buffets and funeral teas.

But on this occasion fate intervened, and after a visit to a local butcher to buy chicken livers to make some pate, I discovered as they say on a popular drinks advert, I had been given wings. To be honest if this had happened at the supermarket I would have probably tossed them in to the deep freeze where they would have stayed for eternity or donated them to next doors cat. but these wings were different…they looked bigger than you would find in a plastic supermarket tray. They looked meaty…they looked like they had potential.

I do find that most poultry offerings benefit from a marinade so on a perusal of my cupboards I dug out the maple syrup, found a little wine I was willing to spare, chucked in some seasonings, and gave it a bath…the results were so good I went and bought more. I will warn you, once you have made these, you will never buy ready made ones again.

maple chicken wings can be found in my recipe pages

How I fell in love with food


I think its fair to say I am a self
  taught cook, inspired by a childhood of tough roasts and lumpy mash.  After a rare treat out at a local pub where I was served roast lamb with a rich gravy that wasn’t made from Bisto, followed by a creamy gooseberry fool, I started to understand why some people loved food. At the age of 19 I rented a flat, bought a wok and a cookbook and embarked in a culinary love affair.


In summer I still love to go down the garden and pinch a stick of rhubarb to dip in sugar, and am pleased to say that my children know what a home grown potato tastes like, and that a chicken is something that runs round our garden and isn’t just meat from the fridge.
Nothing makes me more content than sitting in the kitchen trying out a new recipe for a new cookbook and then sharing it with friends. The washing up im not so keen on.