As you know, I love to cook and I feel lucky that Bean seems to have inherited this from me.  He sees me in the kitchen, cooking food he loves every day and he asks so many questions about it all.  What the different ingredients are, why I’m[…]

We play a game, my husband and I.  No, not that sort of game.  At least, that’s not what I mean.  We play a game where we find dishes for my imaginary bistro menu.  I’ve often thought I would like to run my own bistro, although not enough[…]

We had a birthday boy this week, two if you count my father.  Start again.  We had a birthday boy in our house this week.  Our youngest is now four and is very pleased by this turn of events.  According to Bean, this means he is now old[…]