I’ve been on a baking hiatus because the last few months have been so busy - feels like endless dishes and laundry, working until midnight... last night I finally got a chance to make some butter mochi cupcakes, a success after probably 4 failed attempts. So chewy on the inside and crunchy on the outside hooray!!
"I didn’t want to make friends with everyone. I just wanted to survive. What I didn’t realise was how racist I became to protect myself." Our latest article "My Black Community Accuses You" is live now at tcktown.com
I've been thinking about home a lot lately. It's strange how things can seem to have remained the same, while also changing so much. 🌍🏡🌸 There's a word... 🌾Hiraeth🌾 that describes my feelings perfectly. It's Welsh, and roughly translates to a feeling of homesickness for a place that no longer exists. There's a depth of yearning and nostalgia to the meaning, like a longing for the place where your spirit lives, but which maybe has changed so much that it's no longer recognizable, or just isn't there at all anymore. 🌾🌸🌾 Being able to travel the little bit that I have is such a blessing. This restlessness was probably always inside me. In the end, though, it must be so meaningful to have a place to call home - the type of place you can always return to, and the familiarity of faces from the past. The roots, the anchor, the shared history ❤ 🌳🏡🌳 In a way maybe that place still exists. And in a way, maybe it never did. . . 📸 @capturedthisaustralia . .