My Nana was a wonderful cook. She loved fussing over everyone with food. My Nana, knew that Roast Chicken was my favourite and she made it when I came to visit for dinner. I remember on one ocassion when I visited, Nana said proudly " I have made roast chicken". I didn't tell her that... Continue Reading →
Tuscan Bean Soup
I just love soup. My parents will be laughing at me, if they read this. While I was growing up, every weekend we would have soup for lunch in the winter. It was very wholesome soup, usually pea and ham, vegetable, or occasionally tinned tomato soup. The soup was usually made with the Kings soup mix,... Continue Reading →