I’m really not sure who reads my blog. For all I know I’ve only got four followers (and that’s including my parents and sisters), but even if this is the case, THANK YOU for reading/liking/following me. Meek Gone Wild began … Continue reading
I say ‘pizza’ as it’s not your standard Domino’s. No thick, cheesey crust nonsense here thank you very much! Instead, this is a slightly more refined and healthier number. Crispy prosciutto with caramalised onions on a base of garlic infused … Continue reading
Picture this: It’s Friday night 9am, my kitchen and I are covered head to toe in a mixture of ganache, beetroot and food colouring, whilst wondering how to create a terracotta pot out of marzipan. Admittedly a strange combination when … Continue reading
I was recently informed by a colleague that I was chemically imbalanced. I wasn’t quite sure what was meant by this, but I’m guessing it isn’t a compliment. These biscuits however, are far from imbalanced, in fact, they are so … Continue reading
Little couscous move over and make way for the GIANT. I’m afraid to say that the normal couscous has well and truly been outdone by its fatter sibling. It has more of a bite to it, looks prettier and, in … Continue reading
I’ve no idea where this recipe has come from. Judging by the faded, yellow tinged recipe card, it could be from the Victorian era. Either way it’s a staple condiment for the Boxing Day ‘cold cut’ selection in the Meek … Continue reading
I recently spent time at my parents’ house and thought I’d make a traditional lemon and poppy seed cake. It turns out that poppy seeds in rural Shropshire are treated like the Magna Carta, rare and incredibly difficult to get … Continue reading
My mother dug up a vintage ginger beer jar in the garden the other day and so I thought I’d try my hand at making the towns local specialty. The word ‘fiery’ in the title is there for a reason … Continue reading
Suffice to say I will not be participating on another cycling holiday anytime soon. A week after returning from Paris I am now only just able to sit down in moderate comfort. I will also never be trusting ‘cycle friendly’ … Continue reading
As I was slumped in front of the TV the other night my phone rang. Arrhh, it was my good mate Hannah. ‘Clauds, fancy cycling to Paris in a couple of weeks?!’ As I looked on the floor, I saw … Continue reading
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