There’s something magical about the smell of cookies baking in the oven, It’s like a warm hug. It conjures up warmth and comfort, a balm for a stressed or troubled soul. Sometimes baking perfect cookies can feel like chasing a unicorn. Too crispy, too doughy, too flat, too puffy… the list goes on. The good news even when they are not 100% perfect they will still be yummy to eat as any of my cookies that don’t pass quality control are joyed by Simon and the dogs. So I thought

Homemade preserves There’s something quietly magical about preserving. The bubbling pot of fruit, the scent of vinegar and spices in the...

There’s something magical about a summer heatwave in Scotland. The long, golden evenings, the scent of honeysuckle in the air, and meals...