The WW Foodie

So, bread. The idea of making bread scares me a little bit which is odd because usually I am quite gung-ho about cooking in general. And I h...

Warning: intense navel gazing and retrospection follows. Avoid if such things make you feel slightly nauseous – but return later in the week...

November continues, grey and miserable and unremitting. I have perked up a bit though. Firstly, I had a much needed haircut on Saturday whi...

 Picture from amazon.co.uk I was just flexing my fingers to write about how much of a grump I am today, how I nearly threw a full o...

So, Saturday evening we cooked a meal for my parents. You know how whenever you watch Jamie or Nigella and they talk about how they like re...

So when last we saw our hero and heroine they were on a train back to Romford with full tummies and a couple of hip flasks full of Old Pult...

Do I start every single one of these posts by saying how quickly Monday has come around? Shall I try and ring the changes this week? Or jus...

It goes a bit against the Weight Watchers grain to advocate a vegetable side dish which is higher in points than the chunk of protein that i...

I was standing in the queue for the scales today (Thursday is my Day of Ritual Humiliation aka Weigh In) alongside about a dozen other gloom...

So, London baby! D and I had a wonderful weekend down there steeping ourselves in art, culture, and, most importantly, food. We were bless...

Thank you for your lovely cupcake comments! I haven't any other wedding pictures to share at the moment - we didn't have an official...

I couldn't resist sharing these with you - just when you thought all the wedding stuff was over and done with! These are our wedd...

A short week for meal planning. It is D’s birthday on Sunday, so Thursday onwards will find us down in the Big Smoke. We’ve got some excitin...

It is very difficult to make curry look pretty. And, as long time readers will know, I struggle to make food look pretty even when it is a...

Monday again...how the weeks do fly by.  And the weekends too, especially if you choose to spend the majority of them catching up on zeds af...

Well hello. This post comes to you from the 9.29 train out of York as I head back to my second week of training in the wilds of Lincolnshire...

Look at these beans, aren't they purdy? I didn't even know you could get pink broad beans! One of the disadvantages of living in a f...

Despite the fact that I am thirty and distinctly non Middleton-esque, my father still calls me “Princess” without a hint of irony. So I was ...

This may sound like an absolutely ridiculous thing to say but I realised last night while pottering around the kitchen, that the thing I rea...

And apparently I did too. What a very lovely day it was too, thanks in no small part to my amazing parents (who not only paid but were a c...

Yes, I know it’s practically the end of the week and far too late for any meaningful meal planning but it’s time to get back to reality and ...

I know that this has been less of a foodie on a diet blog lately than a foodie getting married, losing the will to cook and eating out a bit...

Greetings pop pickers, and a very happy Sunday to you all. A little while ago I was contacted by a lovely man called James asking if he co...

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...