I remember being small, slightly chubby, covered in flour and sitting watching my mama make these on cold winter nights. They are dumplings that taste like home, that remind me of my mama and papa, and my brothers who live far across the seas. Caramel apple dumplings, how long it has been, How much I have missed you and how delicious you still are.
Until next time.
I am beyond excited to introduce my first ” HELLO STRANGER “, This will be a reaccuring post, introducing people that inspire me ( and I hope inspire you too! ) and that I also think are pretty neat.
Christen is a dear friend of mine, Living in America, But married to a good kiwi boy. We had the pleasure of a short but sweet time with them in the summer when they were visiting from the States. She writes and posts lovely outfits, DIY’s and more on her cracker of a blog Two Happy Hearts, always on my daily read list. And if that is not enough, she also makes beautiful, vintage inspired clothing with her adorable twin Kylie for their label Midnight & Dawn. Sheesh.
On a very rainy and stormy day, on the seaside of small town, I married the most brilliant man I know. Nathaniel. Now four years on, a few tattoos, wrinkles and one mustache later, her is still the most brilliant man I know, Still the love of my life, Still the babe of all babes.
Here is to another year of great times, hard times, laughs and home brew.
Love you Babe.
Your Blackbird.x
All images by HEATHER LIDDELL
A while ago a few of my good friends and I decided that we didn’t do enough dinner parties. From there Communion was born. A round robyn of dinner parties. Every time hosted by one of us. To be able to go as over the top of low key as you want. And it was to be called Communion.
This was NO.3, My turn.
Although the others had gone for more beautifully themed and cultural, I couldn’t think of what would fit. And being obsessed with zines like Kinfolk and Cereal. What could I do but do something, even if a little poorly in comparison, along the lines of that.
So in my so-called kitchen ( that consists of a small convection oven and a two plate electric hob. I know. I know. ) I conjured up a menu of caramelised onion, blue cheese and thyme tarts, an array of cheeses moving into homemade gnocchi with zesty basil verde and baby beat salad ending in a delicious affogato with the help of Coffee Supreme and home made praline. It surmises to say we were all rather plump and sleepy by the end of the night.
And because I am so very partial, everyone left with a favour of a plant in a large agee jar.
Sheesh it was fun.
Roll on NO.4.
Until next time.
