Hello.....and welcome.

At the age of seven, at the height of approximately 4 foot, I would sit cross-legged on the floor of our town's local library, just LOOKING at pictures of food in the recipe book section. Big, glossy images of dark, lustrous Sachertorte, pasta ribbons, slick with herbed oil, glistening jewelled fruit pies and geometric oozy wedges of softly blooming cheese. The only difference today is; now I can reach the hob without a step. Nothing changed - the love remains. Comforting, seductive and eternally satisfying - this is my blog. Or rather, my love letters.