As a child in Finland, my sister and I spent our summer holidays at my grandparents’ house in the country. These happy childhood memories of carefree hot summers, playing in the woods, cycling through the country lanes and swimming in the lakes, also set the foundations for my appreciation of fresh, locally grown food.  The beautiful wooden house was built by my great grandfather and grandfather, and us children slept upstairs in the summer. One of my earliest memories is wak

Today many countries celebrate Valentine’s Day, but the Finns (and the Estonians!)  like to do things differently. Rather than reserving...

Growing up in Finland in the 1970s-1990s, meant that I was not massively exposed to different wines.. Sure there were those more...

I have always loved Christmas! Childhood Christmas was often spent in Ireland. After the trepidation (and sometimes sheer terror) of the...

We were in Finland for ten glorious days recently. We were too early to experience ruska (when the forests are ablaze with autumn colour)...

For the past couple of years, the conversation over our kitchen table has often turned to how can we turbo charge our love of food and...