Sleeplessness is a bitch and it makes me bitchy. I skipped breakfast this morning and went straight for lunch, my one and only meal for
Sleeplessness is a bitch and it makes me bitchy. I skipped breakfast this morning and went straight for lunch, my one and only meal for
Well so much for the Blitz Summer. True to form, it only lasted the predicted three days, during which everyone was fooled into wearing shorts,
My relationship with honey has been platonic at best. It began in Mexico back in 1974 when a colleague of Daddy dropped by the house
With this extended concept of lockdown or restricted movement, social distancing, quarantine, whatever you call it, I’ve lost sense of the days of the week
My father began his career in food processing in the early 1960s. His journey began in the pineapple fields and cannery of Manolo Fortich, Bukidnon,
When the microwave oven was introduced in 1955 its inventors probably didn’t quite realise how popular it would become. Originally sold primarily to restaurants, it