There I am, so young. My mum somehow saved this photo from an article in the local paper about Te Whāriki and in all its pixelated glory. Not sure why I was wearing a crown while eating what appears to be cake, despite not being the birthday boy. Just being me I guess…
In a time where many are scrambling to have groceries delivered, it seems that it has also re-ignited local farmers markets and shops and boosting the small community support. There lies my dilemma with farmers’ markets.
Cooking after a long day can be a stressful ordeal especially if your day has not gone well. It is a well known fact that the two correlate exponentially and results in anger, frustration or tears – all of which are not mutually exclusive. Anything above and beyond like baking is downright unfathomable. So how did I win after a lousy day?
Winter is officially here in the southern hemisphere. To be fair, it was already cold well before 1 June. Frosty mornings warming to days that barely top 13ºC isn’t something I look forward to and neither does my laundry.
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