Slice of Wednesday: Apple Slice
I love apple slice. I judge a bakery on it's apple slice (after it passes the Vanilla Slice test, but that's another Wednesday.) And
I love apple slice. I judge a bakery on it's apple slice (after it passes the Vanilla Slice test, but that's another Wednesday.) And
One of my long-time favourite blogs closed down recently and it really got me thinking. About how much time we spend recording and revisiting, about
Hello middle of the week. Hump day. Midway. SLICE day!!! HOORAY! I made this one up. It's OK, not drop dead to-die-for
Hello Wednesday lets-make-a-slice day! How I love you. Today, we're veering away from the sticky sweet condensed-milk-heavy fare of recent Wednesdays and attempting something more
Well the BEST news of the week has to be that I found a (traumatised) Isa Brown hiding deep in an enormous bramble bush yesterday.
Hi! Hello! Nice to see you! Yep, sorry about the no-show. Remember what I said about being a daily blogger unless that day kicks my
I'm pretty much a daily blogger, unless a day kicks my butt, which yesterday did. There were so many moments, all put together, to remind
I don't have a blogging schedule. I don't have a plan. It's all pretty freestyle. (You can tell, I know. Thanks.) 'Cept this Slice
I couldn't mention it then not blog it. Ah, Lazy Lady. The slice of my childhood. It's the most unsophistocated of slices. Just a simple
Oh, humble slice. Of church fete and morning tea at Grandma's. I've been so rude about slices. Really, why? They have neither the crunch of