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me</description><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>335</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/ApplesUnderMyBed" /><feedburner:info xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" uri="applesundermybed" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">ApplesUnderMyBed</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0">http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><item><guid 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Things are changing around here. For the better, surely, yes. But change requires time. I want to get it right and smooth and pretty for you.

So while I'm busy working on things and learning new tricks and attempting to be technical, why not take yourself for a walk. Go and grab an ice-cream and relax. I'll be back soon.





Heidi xo
</atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/03/things-are-changing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6KY3I2PaSWE/UTP2GVtpMoI/AAAAAAAATmg/Y8Cg-OWR0VI/s72-c/photo-142.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-2678106371120144104</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2013 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-04T12:19:25.894+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Almond</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nut Butter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Muesli</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Oats</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Baking</category><title>Peanut Butter and Millet Muesli Bars</title><atom:summary>
How does one come to name a recipe? If there are more than a few notable ingredients, how may you settle on an appropriate title, one which does not lag, overwhelm or distract? This is my current conundrum, as I am faced with these delightful muesli bars. I could pronounce them to be 'Walnut, Almond, Oat, Millet and Bran Bars with Peanut Butter, Honey, Vanilla, Currants, Cinnamon and a little </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/02/peanut-butter-and-millet-muesli-bars.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-43gMOldipuE/USxJeCdzs2I/AAAAAAAATew/MaLlOP-ToSs/s72-c/DSC_0687.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-6049764152072988725</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2013 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-27T07:29:25.979+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pork</category><title>Stuffing Business</title><atom:summary>
Some days, you've just gotta stuff and roll a pork loin. There's just no other way around your Saturday.

Last week I came across the perfect recipe by Katie Quinn Davies, so I darted down to our butcher and grabbed this beautiful piece of meat. Grating apples and chopping pistachios for the filling intensified my anticipation for this lovely meal - what fabulous additions they are. Stuffing is </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/02/stuffing-business.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32phtVrA2hY/USXQQwh-ItI/AAAAAAAATYQ/XILFD7PmQMA/s72-c/DSC_0770.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-3123137792173974727</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Feb 2013 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-24T08:49:48.783+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Red Hill</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Eggs</category><title>Ham and Provolone Frittata with Roasted Cabbage</title><atom:summary>



Living back at my parents' house for a few months certainly has its merits. Beyond the obvious benefits such as spending time together, there are those added little perks which totally sweeten the deal. I'm talking food.

First, we have their vegetable patch, which has a party of greens sprouting out in a fantastically gregarious, drunken manner. I've never seen so much rocket. Then we have </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/02/ham-and-provolone-frittata-with-roasted.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VN5E_emokWY/UQo8Mwdyz7I/AAAAAAAATDA/qp0w9JdAyxs/s72-c/photo-137.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-6999724269634562382</guid><pubDate>Sat, 16 Feb 2013 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-21T09:17:55.394+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vegetable</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Carrot</category><title>Kale Tacos with Carrot Ginger Spread and Toasted Sunflower Seeds</title><atom:summary>
I have a few vegetarian friends. I appreciate them and their vegetarian ways, most definitely. I do however, often find myself scratching my head when planning what to cook for these lovelies. It's not them, it's me, as it appears my most delicious meals tend to involve meat. How did that happen?...

I so very much want to serve up deliciousness for my non-meat loving companions. They deserve it</atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/02/kale-tacos-with-carrot-ginger-spread.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mb1svaVXNs4/UR3gIm-Z3yI/AAAAAAAATS0/1UPnbEhriqQ/s72-c/DSC_0690.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-4486593342341662228</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 Feb 2013 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-17T07:06:52.071+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chocolate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nut Butter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Snacks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Love</category><title>For My Valentine</title><atom:summary>



Having a husband interstate for Valentine's Day isn't the most romantic situation to be in. I have no doubt that some way, somehow he will send me love from afar. But it's not quite the same, is it? I cannot complain though, as Ben is actually coming home next week for a week-long visit (it's our one year Wedding anniversary, can you believe it? I can, it feels like five years ago). And while</atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/02/for-my-valentine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OkaG_Ttjoq0/URdRi06j5CI/AAAAAAAATL8/BzOxuQ5qOi8/s72-c/DSC_0579.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-6321010678637332882</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Feb 2013 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-11T06:00:00.487+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Vegetable</category><title>Steamed Artichokes</title><atom:summary>
The simple things are often the most dazzling. Isn't that true?


Take this artichoke. Plucked proudly from my parents' garden, we praised the natural beauty and prepared it without a lot of fuss. Steamed with salt, served with butter. It was at once so simple, and so glorious. Truly, dazzlingly, delicious.

I remember seeing grand buckets of artichokes for sale at the markets in Sicily. I'd </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/02/steamed-artichokes.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T4tiI_4E33Y/URbvPcfCEqI/AAAAAAAATKg/CLVwRPhYZBk/s72-c/photo-141.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>14</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-1337045789116735787</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Feb 2013 20:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-11T17:29:54.881+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Red Hill</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pizza</category><title>Sunday Pizza and Pie</title><atom:summary>
Last Sunday my friend and fellow blogger, Carly, came to visit. It's so lovely when friends are eager to travel down to the Red Hill to see where I grew up, where I'm currently living. I suppose they know that they're in for eats, perhaps that explains their enthusiasm.... Either way, it's terribly lovely and I had such a nice day with Carly and my parents. We visited some food stores and the </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/02/sunday-pizza-and-pie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gLEm6P1qRvw/URDC2p0E6YI/AAAAAAAATFQ/33511WJWJIU/s72-c/DSC_0469.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>16</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-4238017675566118791</guid><pubDate>Sat, 02 Feb 2013 20:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-07T07:53:43.807+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Breakfast</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Almond</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Coconut</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Coconut Butter</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Oats</category><title>Coconut Frangipane Pudding</title><atom:summary>



Don't you just adore almonds? Show me the word "frangipane" on a menu and my heart is stolen. I tend to feel the same way about coconut, too. This delicate little pudding came out of a desire to use coconut flour in a new, pudding-inspired way. And together with almond meal it created a sort of frangipane-like dream.

I've been playing with coconut flour, using it in a few recipes, you see. </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/02/coconut-frangipane-pudding.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1z2VH8uUZ6I/UQYel8-F7oI/AAAAAAAATCE/V6kWhyzVTys/s72-c/DSC_0386.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-1702198630672882730</guid><pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2013 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-02-05T17:59:17.139+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Eating Out</category><title>A Sydney Visit</title><atom:summary>
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There are few things I adore more in this world than sharing breakfast with loved ones on the weekend. Meeting friends at a cafe, staying home and making eggs with my love or morning croissant runs at my parents' home, it's all happiness and hugs to me. This practice is good for my soul, it sets me up right for the day. It's my thing.



Sometimes, however, I eat breakfast by myself on the </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/01/bircher-muesli-pancake-for-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KKgzi5Hda70/UIONiuappEI/AAAAAAAAPI0/KwXQHm23hKc/s72-c/DSC_0822.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-4827981386994932098</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jan 2013 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-28T10:43:26.058+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Cake</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Baking</category><title>Cardamom Snacking Cake</title><atom:summary>
*pssst*

Come closer.

I have something I want to share with you.

It's my new favourite cake. A cardamom snacking cake. I implore you to say that out loud right now. "Cardamom snacking cake". Isn't is delicious?









Cardamom. It's a dearly beloved spice of mine.







This cake, to me, is flawless. And while others in our household enjoyed their slice, none shared my truly fervent </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/01/cardamom-snacking-cake.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-38ZAIgQQ8kY/UP3xmF4t_DI/AAAAAAAAS0o/3CoRv-8n6AY/s72-c/DSC_0435.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>13</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-1824316000198234347</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2013 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-24T06:45:11.997+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Italy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Honeymoon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Europe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sicily</category><title>Cooking with The Duchess</title><atom:summary>
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</atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/01/palermo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gnPpdSLfK2M/UPe2i5gP_iI/AAAAAAAASfY/-Tq1x0L201U/s72-c/DSC_0164_3.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-3690348021495152942</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2013 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-18T09:12:41.295+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Italy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Honeymoon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Europe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sicily</category><title>Sweet Scopello</title><atom:summary>
Scopello was a truly wonderful way to spend the near end of our five week honeymoon. Three days in this haven allowed for hours in the sea, snorkelling and lazing on inflatable couches in one of the most astonishingly picturesque swimming spots.







Trooping down the cliff to the famous Tonnara di Scopello, the popular place to swim in Scopello. Arrive early for a prime spot, as it gets </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/01/sweet-scopello.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-et--nkrASNk/UOJi0GwC_DI/AAAAAAAASZw/yNz4ZH3pPJU/s72-c/IMG_6086.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-182973062769930080</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2013 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-15T09:04:17.158+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Italy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Honeymoon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Europe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sicily</category><title>Sun, Sand, Spaghetti and Swordfish</title><atom:summary>
Travelling on from Trapani, Ben and I explored the North-West coast of Sicily, starting in San Vito Lo Capo, then onto Clatafimi and Scopello...Oh, Scopello. I'll rave about that cove a little later on. For now, let's head to the beach.

San Vito Lo Capo boasted the clearest beaches with the whitest sand. The two hours we spent lazing on a beach bed under an umbrella was truly spectacular </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/01/sun-sand-spaghetti-and-swordfish.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pn0GSbs0_Z4/UOJh4CZvvwI/AAAAAAAASXo/xuw2KTEfLj8/s72-c/IMG_6069.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-4591584852109864786</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2013 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-12T08:32:28.234+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Italy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Honeymoon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Europe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sicily</category><title>Trapani</title><atom:summary>


After Enna, Ben and I continued our Sicilian adventure and headed way way West, to the coastal town of Trapani.

This place is pure beach town fun, and Ben and I were absolutely up to the task. There was a musical festival in town, which added to the party atmosphere. Trapani was buzzing with feisty and friendly faces alike. I have to say that Trapani is a little...hmmm, let's say 'seaside </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/01/trapani.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t_X4YdPtQRI/UOJDOCHTHKI/AAAAAAAASXA/jtw4YdMQck8/s72-c/photo-130.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-8711088865331431416</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jan 2013 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-08T18:45:26.797+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Italy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Honeymoon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Europe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sicily</category><title>Enna</title><atom:summary>

Our visit to Enna was brief, simply a short stop on our trip across Sicily. Nevertheless, our Enna memories will always sit happily in my heart. Ben and I spent our one afternoon and evening in Enna wandering the sleepy Summer town in the centre of Sicily... 
















First, we parked our car, wedged ever so graciously between little cars and ancient churches, and then checked into our </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/01/enna.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5aeUc6rznwE/UN6DwijIPlI/AAAAAAAASTI/kxPj-D93988/s72-c/DSC_0808_2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-5688508283615175818</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2013 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-06T08:09:56.745+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chocolate</category><title>Rich Chocolate No-Bake Healthy Pie</title><atom:summary>
Ok, so here's the chocolate version of my Dreamy, Chilled BananaNut Pie. Oh man, is this rich. This chocolate pie tastes completely indulgent but is actually quite healthy when considering all things pie.

It's all about tofu and chocolate, their powers combined. This creates a divine, ganache-type filling that satisfies every chocolatey craving you could possibly have. It's intense. Intensely </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2013/01/rich-chocolate-no-bake-pie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9D2u2Ev2VoQ/UN03cyB5r1I/AAAAAAAASPU/a7BI9ZEqcZw/s72-c/DSC_0367.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-4504870356648676002</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2012 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-01-06T08:09:49.661+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Banana</category><title>Dreamy, Chilled BananaNut Pie</title><atom:summary>
This pie has kind of changed my life. Things are sweeter and that little bit more joyful because of this pie. It's magic. Magic pie.




Firstly, it's crazy yummy, truly. It satisfies every dessert craving I have (as I make a chocolate version also - that's coming up!). Secondly, it's beyond simple to assemble - no baking required. Oh, and did I mention it's healthy? Well that's just the icing </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2012/12/dreamy-chilled-banananut-pie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W_xDvgW1LxA/UN0kqgvb1jI/AAAAAAAASNQ/pe_uCgcV39Q/s72-c/DSC_0090.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-4157313906128852276</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2012 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-12-31T06:50:59.757+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Celebrations</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Red Hill</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christmas</category><title>Christmas 2012 Love</title><atom:summary>
Well, Merry Christmas, dear ones.

It's been an intensely fabulous year for Ben and I. We've been spoilt with much love and adventure,  opportunity and happiness. And 2013 looks to be just as exciting. Life is good.

Here is how my family celebrated Christmas this year...this truly wonderful year.

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Ben and I cooked a Christmas Eve Sicilian Feast for my parents and brother in Red Hill. </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2012/12/christmas-2012-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ewGvthMwDQ4/UNoy4dnmuII/AAAAAAAAR7g/ZIe5H-BAVjc/s72-c/dinner.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-4890874372421558206</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2012 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-12-28T06:38:22.348+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Italy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Honeymoon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Europe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sicily</category><title>Central Sicily Tales </title><atom:summary>
Whimsically pointing at a map, winding the windows down, turning on the 80s tunes and driving, just driving. This was our sole obligation as we moseyed throughout Sicily on our honeymoon last July. Not a bad gig if you can get it.




After coasting into Cefalù and relaxing on the beach for a couple of days, we headed back inland, over the Madonie Mountains. Our first stop was Polizzi Generosa, </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2012/12/central-sicily-tales.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_SgHyLeksaA/UNVP1-mPnVI/AAAAAAAAR2M/yzUa-D7uk-8/s72-c/DSC_0595_2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-1950086117796711676</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Dec 2012 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-12-25T11:13:15.815+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Italy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Honeymoon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Europe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sicily</category><title>Cefalù</title><atom:summary>

Cefalù, where Palermo-ites escape in the Summer for a bit of cheeky sun and sand. It's crowded and a little tacky, not a demure corner by any means. Yet Cefalù still harbours some gorgeous, historic gems (and the beach chairs are super cheap), so I forgave its occasional inelegance.










You'll find hidden corners of quiet...













...and many tasty eats. See that's the thing in </atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2012/12/cefalu.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OEdLYEu9AI8/UMvfVuypF-I/AAAAAAAARi4/DLGms0mbZ34/s72-c/DSC_0018_2.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-4003083161858988043</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2012 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-12-21T08:52:39.925+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Italy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Honeymoon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Europe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sicily</category><title>Gangi</title><atom:summary>
Picture a steep, handsome, cobbled town perched proudly on a hillside in central Sicily. This is Gangi.


















Picture Ben and I exploring this town, trekking up, up, up... step by step, stone by stone, for almost an hour and not encountering a soul.















































Sun-drenched, we found respite in gelato and lemon granita at Piazza del Popolo, the town</atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2012/12/gangi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PQ1nnm6i13M/UMrV6OFm6vI/AAAAAAAARWg/rElxVFQ0spk/s72-c/DSC_0839.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6637457044108542442.post-4491742659105293713</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2012 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-12-18T07:08:54.029+11:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Italy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Honeymoon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Europe</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sicily</category><title>Ferla</title><atom:summary>
Ferla is a little town in the Syracuse provence of Sicily and it is a true gem. It's not fancy, nor is it boastful. Ferla is humble and warm, it's sunshine and family.

Most people touring Sicily would not think to visit this little town, purely for the fact that it is not one that pops up in many tourist guides. But that says nothing of it's charm, we adored our visit. So why did we visit Ferla</atom:summary><link>http://applesundermybed.blogspot.com/2012/12/ferla.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Heidi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0f2ZbbAJ4Nc/UL6Ni9fD16I/AAAAAAAAQ8g/zPQfayyQPMs/s72-c/DSC_0552.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>9</thr:total></item></channel></rss>
