cooking on a wood oven

Like many people of my generation, I had very little experience cooking on a wood oven prior to getting our Aga.  There was a small one in our little old cottage back in SA, but I mostly cooked on our electric stove.  My mother cooked on an electric stove, as did both my grandmothers.  I had rarely even seen anyone cook on a wood oven, which meant getting one was a great learning curve.  Especially as it was our only way of cooking and heating in the yurt over our first winter.

A simple meal of pork sausages and mash.  Always a hearty winner on a cold winters night. 

A bargain find and beginning our garden

I received a lovely surprise from my dear friend Sally from JembellaFarm last week in the form of beautiful homemade shortbread, a letter and a copy of Grass Roots in the mail.  The biscuits were made with butter from Lavender and they were utterly delicious.  It was like receiving a little piece of home and on Friday night Grant and I sat with a mug of tea each, the boys each had a cold cup of milk.  Together we savoured every mouthful.  (I'm a such a Nanna, I know.  But I embrace my Nanna like tendencies with gusto!)

 I am a little homesick for my lovely old cottage and dear friend and familys, but I know things will get easier with time and as we set up 'home' here.