BOOK OF THE MONTH
eat well for life
Where I grew up in Czechoslovakia, the kitchen was the smallest room in the house but it was where the whole family gathered, preparing food, mingling and talking loudly to each other. Food and its preparation were a joy, with plenty of laughter and experimentation. There was never a sense of some foods being ‘good’ and others being ‘bad’. Living in Australia now, I’m blown away by the range of ingredients available – but I’m also amazed that so many of us are developing fears and obsessions about food. My hope is that by sharing these recipes I can pass on the enjoyment and satisfaction cooking can give.