Anyone who knows me knows that my favourite spot in the house isn't in the shed or in front of the computer, but it’s in the kitchen. I love my kitchen. My co-workers especially have benefited from this love as they usually get fresh-baked goodies once a week (I'm still waiting for them to reciprocate and a box of Oreos doesn't count, Gina). After constant requests for the recipes, I decided the best way to do this would be with a blog. I can't promise I'll be super regular with updates, but I'll do my best. Enjoy.
As for the name...
Tobie is my wife's dog. She's a 12 year old collie and corgi mix. She's getting old, hasn't got much energy and although we think she might be going deaf, she'll hear a crumb drop in the kitchen while sound asleep in the bedroom - never mind that we can call her until we're blue in the face when we go for a walk; food is her life.
Tobie knows food. This isn't my kitchen, it’s Tobie's kitchen. Plus, she's usually keeping me company when I'm there, constantly waiting for me to drop something.
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