brown*paper*parcels ~ childhood dreams
from brown-paper-parcels April 21st, 2005 ~
when I was a little girl, I loved to cook ~ oh not ordinary cooking - NO! I would whip up the most amazing mud pies for my dollies. I would set up an afternoon tea and serve the most amazingly decorated mud pies..decorated with lovely flowers from my dad's garden.......time went on and I became a mum and loved to cook for my first born ~ yummy things like broccoli and spinach ~ just what every little two year old loves to eat.
I love to have a huge pot of my nan's beef and barley soup simmering on my stove during winter and I love to cook real rolled oats for breakfast
Nothing gives me more pleasure than cooking up a storm and inviting family and friends over for lunch or dinner ~ I put my Edith Piaf music on and sing away in french ( have no idea what I am singing ) and whip up a storm............ YES I did want to be a chef
when I was a little girl, I loved to cook ~ oh not ordinary cooking - NO! I would whip up the most amazing mud pies for my dollies. I would set up an afternoon tea and serve the most amazingly decorated mud pies..decorated with lovely flowers from my dad's garden.......time went on and I became a mum and loved to cook for my first born ~ yummy things like broccoli and spinach ~ just what every little two year old loves to eat.
I love to have a huge pot of my nan's beef and barley soup simmering on my stove during winter and I love to cook real rolled oats for breakfast
Nothing gives me more pleasure than cooking up a storm and inviting family and friends over for lunch or dinner ~ I put my Edith Piaf music on and sing away in french ( have no idea what I am singing ) and whip up a storm............ YES I did want to be a chef
posted by Miss Robyn | 6:48 pm
3 Comments:
I love this post...took me down memory lane ~ thanks ms*robyn :)
There is nothing I like better than to be in the kitchen, cooking 'real' food
Ah...beef and barley soup - my mum used to make huge pots of that in winter and we all loved it. Mum's recipe was in her head and she never wrote it down, so I have tried to remember how she made it, but it just doesn't taste the same.
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