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Showing posts with label "Cheese". Show all posts

Cachopo or Filled Breaded Steak

Friday, 24 March 2017

So.... Spring is supposed to be here. And I'm supposed to be enjoying the last months of my pregnancy in the sunshine, organising picnics and frolicking.

Instead, I started with a lovely tonsillitis that has ended up with a nasty chest infection.

Exactly what I needed. So now, instead of sleeping 3 or 4 hours per night, I'm struggling with a blocked nose and terrible cough as soon as I try to lay in bed.


Over the last two weeks the coughing has been so bad that I almost wee myself just to add to the misery. Oh the beauty of pregnancy!

Goat Cheese Nibbles

Friday, 18 November 2016

Life always brings the right people your way.


One way or another the right people will find you at the right time. There is supportive people that will hold your hand without asking questions. This is the people you need to keep close to you. But sometimes, you could also find the kind of people who is able to tell you what you need to hear but don´t want to. This kind of people is also good to keep. Even if we cannot see why.

Broccoli & Cheese Roulade

Friday, 22 July 2016

That’s it. I’m absolutely fed up of bad news. The last couple of weeks I’ve been battling with this completely overwhelming nonsense feeling and I’ve had enough. ENOUGH.

The entire world seems to have gone mad and you know what? That is a train I’m going to lose.

For this reason, this week I’ve made a resolution. A summer one. Maybe because I’m terrible with the New Year’s ones. But this time, I’m completely determined: I’m going to enjoy life. So simple and so difficult to accomplish at the same time that I’ve set up a feasible target. I’m not going to worry about anything but what next I’m doing to have fun for a week. A whole week of fun and joy.


Chorizo & Manchego Soda Bread

Friday, 11 September 2015

If you have been reading my blog for a while, you will probably know about my personal battle against exercising. If you haven’t, you can read a bit here and here (and prepare an amazing Rocky Road by the way!)

I've been recently given an annual membership card for my local gym. I need to thank my husband’s company for this (thanks!). This allows me to take part in every single session every single day of the year. Far too much pressure. So after a couple of weeks finding perfect excuses not to go, yesterday I decided to start working out.


As I haven’t been doing much for a while, I've ended up having the flexibility of an 80-year-old man. I can’t touch my toes. In perfect honesty… I can barely touch my knees. So, in order to do things right this time, I thought about starting with something relaxing and not too difficult. Yoga seemed just the right thing for me. 

Cheese & Walnuts Stuffed Chicken

Friday, 28 August 2015

My holidays have sadly come to an end. That's it. No more sangria, no more siesta, no more tapas... no more sun, even if the calendar still says it is August around here. It has been pouring non-stop since we came back. I have unpacked my 3 bikinis with tears in my eyes, with the uncertainty of when I will use them again.

So I've decided to write down a list of things you can do to come back from holidays without drowning in despair.

Portobello Mushrooms

Friday, 24 October 2014

We have inherited a piano. Well, it is not a proper inheritance. Is a temporary inheritance.

Our neighbours next door have moved house. They had a piano. He had a piano, but it was she who used to play it. And their lovely boy. 

They have moved and we miss them. It was nice to have such a great people living next door. And their cat, who used to welcome me home from work every day. Their cat  name is Tiberius, now you can guess the kind of amazing people they are.


Crunchy Courgette Bites

Friday, 10 October 2014

If you really really really want to piss me off, arrange an appointment for me with the dentist.

No offense, but I'm pretty sure dentist have a deep and hidden need of tormenting the others. I would even dare to say that there is something evil in them. That in reality, they enjoy being dentists.


Because, OK, having a toothache is not nice at all. But why do they insist on making things even worse?

French Toast Rollups

Friday, 28 February 2014

This week I've faced one of my most big fears.


It was half term and we went with the kids to Crealy Adventure Park. It is a great place to be, riding in the wonderful merry go round, visiting the rabbits and the goats, playing in the gardens.

But then suddenly, all that fun stops when you get into the indoor play area. There, surrounded by harmless ball pools, loud mouthed children, smelly dirty socks, and soft drinks, the most high, superfast and scariest slide ever can be found: the Red Devil Drop Slide.