The WW Foodie

I’m in a reflective mood at the moment. It’s only natural I suppose, what with a wedding coming up. Like most girls, when I got engaged I ...

As per my last post, my eating habits appear to have devolved recently. What better way to get those foodie juices flowing this weekend than...

You may have noticed a lack of posting lately. So pull up a pew and let’s get you updated. Firstly, since this is primarily a blog about f...

I’m back from the wilderness. That is to say, back from a week and a half at a training centre in the back of beyond (well, a couple of mile...

No meal planning for me this week. I'm off to deliver a training course which means four days of school dinners and medicinal gin and to...

I write this while sitting on a train heading off to Manchester for a couple of days. Sadly for business rather than pleasure, although I do...

Many years ago, facing the prospect of her two children flying the nest and a husband who had a long commute and regular late night me...

So, the hen night. Despite requesting a discreet, classy affair I nevertheless found myself walking through Central London in a pink tutu wi...

So, last Saturday D and I, along with my brother (D2) and his wife (V) kept a longstanding date with one Mr Heston Blumenthal. Or rather, He...

Just for you, Starfish!! Anyone who has ever followed the Weight Watchers plan with any degree of seriousness will have been indoctrinated...

This week we will mostly be eating down the cupboards and the freezer. It’s the end of the month, the credit cards are groaning and next we...

Catchy title, eh? It struck me that a lot of the recipes listed in this blog are of the ooey-gooey, stodgy variety, often featuring some s...

In which we are introduced to a York institution and cook a delicious (Miss) dahl. Sometimes, only a curry will do. But long time WWers, a...

What, Monday already?? My last couple of meal plans have been a little on the vague side. But a sudden resurgence of my WW mojo means that t...

Yet again, my photo makes this incredibly tasty dish look pale and anything but interesting. You'll just have to take my word that this ...

The last menu planning post I did was two weeks ago, and I still haven’t managed to cook all of the dishes from it. It seems to have had som...

…When your hangover lasts the whole of Sunday. It’s very distressing. Admittedly, we did hit the pub at about noon on Saturday and kept g...

I love chicken Caesar salad. It’s become a bit of a cliché, hasn’t it, a stalwart of a certain type of restaurant menu. I don’t care. I t...

…Pretty much the highlight of your weekend was a trip to Waitrose. I love Waitrose. Usually, I refuse to set foot in any supermarkets, pre...

Meal planning didn't quite work out last week as one or other of us was out five nights out of seven.  I've mentioned before that I...

The older I get, the less likely you are to find ostensibly diet products in my kitchen. One of the lessons that I have learned over my year...

That’s it my friends. It’s all over. I knew in my heart it must be. But still, a little quiver of hope arose in my breast when I saw Tesco...

It was actually writing restaurant reviews that first got me thinking about blogging. When D and I first started venturing out to higher end...

This morning as I was getting dressed, I pulled out a top that I hadn’t worn in a while despite the fact I am fond of the colour and the fit...

The eagle eyed amongst you will have noticed the lack of a meal planning post last week. Well, there are no excuses. Or rather, there are pl...