If you haven’t noticed from my Insta news feed, I’m a big fan of Auckland’s Sky Tower…
In Auckland, it seems to be standard procedure to wake up on a Sunday morning, contemplate life and then decide where to brunch.
Much to my dismay, I work at a very popular brunch spot in Cornwall Park. So, I tend to spend my Sunday morning’s drooling over other people’s eggs bene rather than enjoying my own.
A dosa is a huge savoury pancake filled with everything from potato, ghee and masala spices to beetroot, carrot and grated coconut and are most commonly eaten in India for breakfast.
Although they look a lot like pancakes, they are made using completely different ingredients and using a completely different method.
Follow these easy steps to make your own delicious dosas at home.
After doing a great cooking class at Bohemian Masala, a restaurant and Eco and Wellness Resort in Varkala (their huts are the CUTEST – see pics below), I decided that I had to share the recipes I learnt with you all.
I had a fabulous weekend exploring London last weekend.
After an afternoon of uncovering Notting Hill (a neighbourhood, which I had never explored before) as well as, checking out the antique goodies on offer at Portobello Market, I hopped on the tube to Brixton to meet up with a couple of friends and to head to our next destination…
After a fabulously flamboyant morning of watching the Gay Pride Parade march through Oxford Street, London in all its extravagant glory, we headed for, what I have come to coin, ‘linner’ (lunch/dinner).
I had been enticed by Bourne and Hollingsworth’s brunch, after reading about it’s cute decor and bottomless belinnis on The Londoner. After gawping at photos of its airy greenhouse-esque dining area, wacky mish mash of ornate chairs, an abundance of hanging baskets overflowing with exotic foliage and shabby chic garden furnishings, I was on their website booking my Mum, Sister and I a table…
Once we’d weaved our way through the maze, which is Farringdon (in reality, our navigational skills were just horrendous), we arrived at B & H Buildings, ravenous and raring to eat.
We were lead through to a light fresh room, dotted with lashings of tropical colour. The clinical white walls were broken up with vibrant green ivy, copious amounts of rustic hanging baskets, which were sprouting colourful vegetation and eccentric floral patterned, squishy armchairs.
Unfortunately, we weren’t sat in the greenhouse however, we did have a great, leafy view of it…
After ordering an obligatory round of their bottomless bellinis, we were ready to get down to business.
From French toast and drop scones to crispy potato hash and good ol’ full English breakfast, B&H offer up a fab selection of tempting brunch delights.
Fancying something rather sweet and stodgy, I went for a sinfully indulgent combo of french toast, streaky bacon and maple syrup (there is a very thick piece of French toast under there… I promise!!)
My Mum went for the more traditional eggs Florentine…
Whilst my sister opted for the not so traditional, crispy potato hash topped with braised beef, HP Hollandaise and crispy shallots…
Due to the restaurant being so popular, we were only able to get a table right at the end of service (at 3.45pm) so ensure you book well in advance to secure a table at a time, which best suits you.