I hope you’re well and truly into the swing of all things Christmas baking by now! Or at least more so than me. With less than a week to go I’ve done next to nothing in terms of producing Christmas related fare. Last year I was all over it like a rash. We had Vanilla Kippels, Fruit Mince Pies (admittedly the latter was posted after Christmas, but that’s just being super organised for the following year, right?), Christmas cake, dairy free steamed puddings…the lot. Time has run away from me this year. It doesn’t help when you’re barely around a kitchen long enough to cook normal meals, let alone special Christmas goodies. Mind you, there’s plenty that can be done in a week! You’d be surpised how much cooking can be packed into a day with a little dedication, a lotta elbow grease and some bangin/ tunes. Continue reading




We’re that family. The one that “pffts” its way down the Christmas aisle in the supermarket. The one that bemoans the playing of Christmas carols on any day prior to Christmas Eve. The one that blatantly abuses the ‘commercialisation of Christmas’. We discreetly purchase our gifts, not wishing to be associated with the cheery, festive Christmas-shopper crowd (though if it’s Christmas Eve its more likely to be bug-eyed and flustered in nature). What’s that you say? We’re a family of miserable Christmas haters? Whatever gave you that impression? Sheesh. Because despite our Grinch-like facade, we actually do enjoy Christmas. And golly gosh, we even have traditions of our own. What kind of traditions might a family ‘allergic’ to most Christmas related festivities have? Why, those pertaining to food of course. 