The WW Foodie

I can't believe that we're coming up to the halfway point of 2017 already.  That can't possibly be right. Lesley (hello, Lesl...

So it got hot. I, in common with much of the rest of the UK, have spent the last few days of the heatwave complaining about it bitterly. Whe...

I was going to open this post by talking about the aftermath of last week’s incident but self-pity is very dull indeed, especially when it...

I couldn't bear to have that last post up at the top of the feed anymore, so, here. We haven't had an obligatory cute cat picture in...

Picture the scene. Six thirty in the morning, I was lying in bed pretending to be asleep when D comes in and says, in a voice teetering some...

It was my Mum’s birthday last weekend so we popped across to Harrogate to go out for dinner.   Now, I’ve written about Norse not once but ...

I adore pasta bake in all its forms. It’s not pretty food and it certainly doesn’t tend to be sophisticated but, oh! A big pile of gooey, ...

Ah, bank holidays. I take these extra days of rest very seriously, to the extent that I have not bothered dressing today. Here I am, on the ...

I wrote a post about the lovely Skosh a couple of weeks ago and failed to mention the other York venue that we visited that day which is eq...

It may seem odd to add, to the distinguished archives here on WW Foodie, a recipe that essentially a salad dressing.   For a start, the ins...

I feel quite aggrieved that it is Monday morning already – I am sure that the weekend wasn’t long enough. Mind, what there was of it was ve...

I always think of frittata as the slightly coarser cousin of the omelette. An omelette, to my mind, is a delicate, buttery thing with minim...

Long-time readers will know that, up until 2012, D and I lived in the beautiful city of York. Although we are now settled in our little cor...

Hello friends! It seems daft to open posts with apologies for going a bit quiet, especially when the Internet at large probably neither car...

It is ten o clock on Wednesday morning.  The second fast day of the week is a few hours down.  Already, our fearless heroine is having to st...

There was no fasting for us last week (we were on holiday. At least, we were off work.  And we certainly don't need much excuse to avoid...

To celebrate (or commiserate) the fact that D and I first met thirteen years ago to the day, on Good Friday we pootled off to The Black Swan...

I’ve got behind on talking about the cook books / blogs that we used as the basis of our March meal plans. Which means you’ve been spared a...

So far this year I have managed to finish each calendar month lighter than I started. Admittedly, in February the difference was less than a...

I don’t want to speak too soon…but it looks as if spring has finally sprung!   Oh frabjous day – isn’t it amazing the difference a bit of s...

A few years ago, D and I instituted the practice of aiming for at least one “CNO” a month. Which, for the uninitiated (i.e. everyone apart ...

Apologies: it all went a bit quiet there. Excuses time: I've been a little under the weather. So far this year I have had a poorly paw (...

In March, we have decided to theme our meal planning by picking a book (or website) each week to cook from.  Week 1 saw us cracking open ...

I’ve been following the 5:2 plan for 10 weeks now and things are going well. Strictly speaking, I had one week of 4:3 (which was bloody awf...