Ive been on the search for a delicious vegan burger patty recipe for a while now. I’ve tried many versions from books and blogs, only to find them too bland, too crumbly, too dry, or just too …meh… and so I kept on looking, with good faith and hope in my heart that surely there was a gem of a recipe that i was missing! Little did I expect the nicest vegan...
My sister announced over breakfast this morning that our small country of Ireland is the 4th worst in the world for sugar consumption. We are behind only the U.S, Germany and The Netherlands. Initially I found this surprising, having lived in the US and having also toured Germany quite a bit, I honestly didn’t think we consumed as much sugars as either places…...
If you’re one of the 90 or so million instagram fans I’m pretty sure you’ve come across something that looks like the above picture. Dubbed “smoothie bowls” they have become quite the breakfast of choice for the healthy eating community on there. I think they’re popularity is mainly due to their visual appeal rather than the practicality of putting a...
Breakfast has always been my favourite meal of the day. Even back when I used to keep it simple with a bowl of porridge or a boiled egg and toast, I always just loved the fresh potential of early mornings, sitting quietly, only a few steps out of the nights web of dreams, savouring every bite of nourishment the earth had blessed and continues to bless me with. I...
One thing I had always been quite proud of was that I had never broken a bone in all my twenty five years. I suppose I kind of felt a little.. well badass maybe.. that I had never been hurt badly, or been injured even after all my years of sports and dancing and gallivanting in the outdoors. I felt a little invincible perhaps, like things like that just didn’t (or...
It’s May! Which means Summers sunny head is starting to peep through, promising to warm us us all up for a few months of extra lazy sunshine, days at the beach, backyard bbq’s and countryside picnics!! (Well here in Ireland we always wistfully dream we will actually get to do all those lovely things, but in truth we usually need to hop on a plane to a neighboring...
Another windy rainy day in our little north Kerry town swept me and my big sis into the bookstore for a wander around earlier today, and as she headed to the new age section (our undoubtedly most frequented section of the book store) I headed over to another absolute favourite area of mine, the food section. Oh how I love food books, shelves full of beautifully...
I took a walk this morning on the country road near our house, and although the wind still whipped around with Winter’s bite, in those few quiet minutes where it died down I could hear the sounds of a waking Spring. That beautiful feeling of everything coming alive, of life and renewal, the little stream gushing with new found enthusiasm, the bird song elevated...
So now that we are all pretty much at that stage where even the thought of downing another slice of turkey with stuffing and gravy, or trifle and cream, or glass of whiskey has us feeling pretty disgusted with ourselves, we can almost hear that New Years mantra “My body is my temple” ringing ever nearer in our ears, and we’re just waiting for the big countdown...
Fresh back home from a trip to Paris, I’m pretty sure that right now a good percent of my blood stream is made up of red wine. When in France do as the French do though right? And boy do they love la vin rouge! And as my friends and I sat outside a busy little French bistro, wrapped up in warm clothes and jackets, enjoying the cool winter beauty of one of the world’s...