Cookies? Biscuits? I had to pause and think for a minute which category these little gems belong to. What’s the difference between biscuits and cookies? Here in England we have something called scones. Scones are fluffy and delicious and I have never thought about calling them anything else but scones. Because scones are scones you know? But then I have seen on many blogs scones being called biscuits. Whaaaaaaaaat. Mind melt. So not only there are scones and there are biscuits and there are cookies but also there is such a difference between not only what people from different countries call something but also what individuals call it. It’s gets so incredibly confusing! When I asked Christoph what he thought these were he said: “I think cookies as they are soft inside. Biscuits have a harder consistency. No? Erm. I think. Gosh I don’t know”. So there you go folks, that’s how I decided these were cookies. That and the fact for me biscuits are more like this. But for you they may be biscuits. Or something else entirely! But regardless of what you call them they taste incredible. Make them. Eat them. And then you can decide what they are for you. Read More »
I am coconut mad at the moment. I want everything coconut. Dinner? Let’s put coconut milk in. Dessert/Treats? Shredded Coconut please! Drinks? Coconut water! Seriously it’s madness! But tasty madness so I don’t care. These little coconut treats are called Beijinhos – beijinhos literally mean “little kisses” in Portuguese. It’s such a cute name for these treats. Little coconut kisses…now tell me you aren’t dying to taste one of these? Read More »
It’s Doughnut week! Apparently. I read somewhere I am sure…well if not let’s celebrate it anyway. I made these last week end which was lovely and relaxing, until that is I got sick. Meh. I couldn’t face posting this until now, food not really being in my mind! But it all worked out. I am starting to feel better, which feels like a win all by itself, but mostly it’s Friday and this means week end and this means we can celebrate a little.
I had never made doughnuts before. I’ve always wanted to but I was a bit scared. Dough and yeast is not really my thing. It’s more Christoph’s thing (he makes some awesome bread: Beer Battered Rye Bread, Caraway, Rye and Ale Bread, Soda Bread). I mean it’s not that I don’t enjoy it. I just haven’t use it much so I am not as confident. But hey the whole idea of this year was to try new things for me so this ticks that box. AND it ticks the this-tastes-bloody-amazing box. The best box there is.
Once I decided I was going to have a go at them, Christoph and I sat down for a very serious and important talk: what type of doughnut? Did we want hole ones or whole ones? Now that one was an easy decision for me as my favourite is always the whole ones as it can be filled with more goodness! I know I know, I’m so greedy.
This however let to the most important question: what do fill them with? Now this one was kind of tough because the options were endless. As the recipe made 10 doughnuts we thought we might as well have 2 different types of fillings. Makes sense right? Well all I can say is that it was the best decision I’ve made in a while.
Forget healthy. Forget diets. Forget trying to be good. This is the stuff you eat because, well, you sometimes just deserve it. Don’t fight it. It’s ok. I promise.
This is another trip down memory lane for me. My mother is an amazing cook. I have so many memories of her in the kitchen when I was growing up, of coming home after school to the most wonderful smells that promised a delicious dinner. As soon as I got close to the front door I knew what we would be having for dinner. And I couldn’t wait.
As many memories as I have of those meals, I have very few memories of times when she would be making something sweet. At home we were all more keen on savoury food and therefore sweet is not something we had very often. But there are a few things that I remember my mother making and Brigadeiros, Bolo de Fuba and Pudim are amongst the most vivid.
There are few things that make me happier than sharing those memories and tastes with Chris. And I am proud to say that so far so good! All have been received with great excitement and eaten with great enthusiasm. What more could I ask for?