So, I had this post all typed out about fears in the kitchen and me overcoming the dreaded yeastiness that is required for all things fluffy and bready and risen (very inspirational etc etc)…
…and then I remembered why I ended up making this batch of pizza to start with.
This post is sponsored by Nuffnang (cos a girl’s gotta pay hosting fees somehow).
I’m a bit of a faux-foodie. Actually, scratch that. I’m a lot of a faux-foodie. I smile animatedly when told about developments in the preservation of cheeses I’ve never heard of and throw “insightful” comments into conversations about tomato varietals. I love a robustly flavoured, home cooked meal – but often don’t know how to balance herbs and spices so that it tastes the way I imagine it should.
But (and here’s my little bit of authority when it comes to writing this blog of mine) I love food. I love eating it. I love learning about it. And I love creating new (and sometimes exciting) things for people to eat.
“It has been more than a month, you know.”
I looked up from my bowl of noodles, head to one side, an expression on my face that could possibly be interpreted as “No, really?” or “I’m not hearing you right, am I?” or “I’m going to pretend I didn’t hear that right so you repeat yourself, because truly, it can’t be so.”
He nodded, a slice of pork parcel poised between his chopsticks.
“Since your last post. November 3rd. I checked just the other day.”
My forehead grew furrows. It can’t have been. It was only the other day that…
“Focaccia. You made it for my lunch and brought it to the picnic. I hope it isn’t because… well… I like that you blog. So please don’t stop, ok?”
I did not mean to disappear for so long. In fact, I didn’t intend to disappear at all – but oh! Life and all it brings has laid its heavy hand on me and so, to keep myself sane, I’ve been concentrating on enjoying the time I spend cooking and eating (and eating) instead of turning it into yet another thing on my long list of “items that have to be completed (and soon!)”
And in amongst all of the hustle and bustle (some parts of which being far more pleasant than others) I’ve happened upon a little something – and, like most little-somethings in life, it’s popped up in the place I least expected it.
…continue reading two cheese & onion focaccia
