I’ve written on here about my cooking habits and how I try to eat healthily (as much as humanly possible) Something the Mr & I had got into quite a bad habit of doing, was buying and eating chocolate bars mid week after dinner (damn you Freddo bars & Dairy fruit & nut) After our holiday to Cornwall we decided to have a bit of an overhaul and I’ve started to try and bake something every week or so, so that we’ve got a treat at home rather than feeling the need to go out and buy sugar loaded crap. At least if I make something, I know exactly what’s gone into it, right? Now these badboys are a real treat. Something to make once in a while and enjoy with ice-cream, yum. The addition of the honeycomb is something my husband asked me to add in, and I have to say it’s a match made in heaven. It adds a bit of crunch and erm, goo (did I just use that word?!) all at the same time. I promise you that these chocolate brownies are THE best homemade brownies you’ll ever try. Am I convincing you? Good.
My love for team sport started about eight years ago. I played various sports at school and thoroughly enjoyed them all, but went through a rather lazy period in my teens, and gave up everything bar lifting a drink or cigarette to my mouth. Luckily when I hit my mid-twenties, my rather rotund frame got me realising that I needed to get fit and I started running. When I then got together with my husband, I knew he played hockey but thought very little of it, other than it frustrated me that it seemed to take up his entire Saturday and involved a lot of beer afterwards. This didn’t fit in with my new couples plan of, ‘spend Saturday’s lazing around, reading newspapers, lunching, planning our future, etc’. I found myself a ‘Sports Widow’ and spent most Saturdays bored and alone. So, a decision was made, I decided to start playing a team sport, and given there are two clubs very near where we live, I chose hockey. It was time to dust off my old wooden stick.
The husband and I headed down to Cornwall recently for a week of sunshine and relaxing with the kid. We’d been given some hotel vouchers so we decided to base a little trip around one night at a nice hotel, spending the rest of our time in a holiday park chalet. Now, I’ll be honest with you, despite having stayed in some very cheap and cheerful, hostels pre kid when I went travelling with the Mr, the types where the mattresses tipped inwards so you both slept in a dip, I turned my nose up at staying in a holiday park. As I’ve gotten older, I like certain comforts and to me and my inner snob, a holiday park conjured up images of dreary, chavy, loud arcades and chain smoker parents. Not my idea of a holiday. Possibly a bit unfair and biased? Yes, I know but I’m being honest and I didn’t think it was my cup of tea thank you. When we decided to go to Cornwall, I’d initially looked at lots of Air BnB houses and found a few lovely little places, but the Mr soon put these plans to rest as the price of a Haven Chalet was so cheap compared to what I was looking at. So he went ahead and booked it despite my reservations.
Hello there! I’ve been a bit absent of late, sorry about that. March and April turned into eternal sickness for both me and Olivia, and with that I found myself feeling rather down with zero energy, and no will or want to sit down and write anything other than a shopping list. But, after a short break to Cornwall, albeit not entirely relaxing (looks sideways at the kid), I’ve found some mojo again and I want to talk about my body (in a non-sexeh, R-Kelly singing way, okay) My body has changed a lot over the past few years, especially after having a baby but exactly a year and a half after having her, I found my ideal weight, it felt good and my monthly cycle was back on track. Things felt like they had gotten back to normal.
Mid week cooking when you’re trying to feed adults and little people can be hard sometimes. I often find myself, despite saying that I never would, cooking a dinner for the kid, then something different for my husband and I, which is a bit of a pain in the bum. Generally what I try to stick to however is, cooking our meals with plenty of leftovers, so the kid can have whatever we eat, the next day, or I can freeze some or have it for lunch. Sometimes she loves what we eat, and sometimes, well, sometimes it all goes on the floor :/ but this particular recipe was a complete success, which given she is a total fuss pot is a winner. I had some turkey mince in our freezer and was going to cook meatballs, but decided to plump for a lasagne instead after finding this recipe, and it was deeeee-licious (as my daughter would say) This is the perfect happy-medium dish too if you’re trying to be healthy because by using turkey mince you are lowering the fat content, and you can make it naughty by adding EXTRA CHEESE which lets face it, is far more fun right 😉 And don’t be put off by the long instructions, this is a really easy dish to make I promise. And that’s coming from someone who while finishing this post, set fire to her husbands dinner!