Weekend, lazy days.

The joy of sleeping late, or waking early and staying in bed. Coffee and something toasted (PASTRIES PLEASE) with melted cheese and all things that are bad. 

I don’t deprive myself of “evil” foods. 

If I’m craving something, I eat it. 

I know myself, if I don’t eat it, I’ll snack on anything and everything in sight to try and calm the urge, but it doesn’t work…so just give me the melted cheese please! 

But my biggest cravings round up to the food I grew up on…..my moms crumbed chicken can make me cry, my aunt makes a mean spaghetti bolognaise and my uncle rocks in the curry department, my dads stirfries are heavenly and let’s not forget about an aunt of mine who makes a killer potato bake (I tend to eat this out of a bowl….warm or cold! Who cares!) and don’t get me started on the one who makes the masala chicken!!!

When you move out the house or are away from home, being welcomed back with a cooked meal means everything. 

Being woken up in bed by your dad on a Sunday with a cup of coffee and a warm “koeksuster” (these deep fried bits of dough, drenched in an aromatic syrup and covered in coconut : which I shouldn’t eat. 🙈) – can make those extra few minutes spent in bed even more luxurious. (Overkill?) Ha!!!! 

Nothing beats home cooking, and all the indulgence that comes with it, especially on those lazy lazy LAZY days, when all you do is eat! 

❤️🍴