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Okonomiyaki for breakfast

All my cabbages are maturing at once, and it won’t be long before it is a race between the cabbage moths getting them and them bolting to seed. So we are eating lots of cabbage. And this is one of the best ways I know. to use lots of cabbage. This is highly inauthentic Okonomiyaki – please don’t @ me, real Japanese cooks. This is Okonomiyaki featuring what I have…

Mulberry Pie

This rustic mulberry pie was (mostly) made by Mia, aged 4 (and three quarters – don’t dare miss the three quarters). There are layers and layers of story in it, and I don’t know which way to go, so I’ll wait to hear yours and stick with the recipe

Tardissing the Space Part 5 – The North Wall

Designing new buildings for passive solar is a no-brainer – possibly the the easiest, most efficient way to reduce energy costs and make a place so much more liveable. It stuns me that so many houses in suburbia are built with no thought to where the sun is. But if you are doing a retrosuburban refit, you have to work with what you have, and in our case, that meant…

Zomocalypse resilience Part 1- sharing saved seed

The more gardens there are in my neighbourhood, the less likely mine will get raided. So I’m all in for encouraging, supporting, and contributing to that. And a very easy way to do it is to share seeds. Locally adapted saved seed, fresh and in season, in small quantities, bred from heirloom gardeners’ varieties rather than commercial varieties – it’s a treasure as a gift to anyone starting a food…

How to love the rain

Warm fat tropical rain fell for a few days this week. The garden paths were barefoot, the chooks huddled under their shelter, we brought the sitting chook inside. I like tropical rain. It makes me think of banana palms and tree ferns, frogs and bats and the smell of rainforest. It makes me think of Hugh McCrae’s poem “Song of the Rain”