Hello! and thank you for visiting THE LIFE HARVEST!
I am so humbled that you have joined me in my little space of loveliness. Here is a little bit more about me.
I’m Milena. I am a stay home mum to three gorgeously demanding and loving little boys and wife to a very patient, loving husband. My passion for food, family and making memories of these two things combined are my inspiration behind, ‘The Life Harvest’.
Born in South Africa, but have spent most of my life in Australia where I met my husband and had three beautiful little boys. Seven months ago we all relocated temporarily to the UK for my husbands work. Both our families are Italian, so as you can imagine our life revolves around FOOD,FOOD AND MORE FOOD!!! I wake up thinking about what I’m cooking that day and go to bed thinking about what can I make tomorrow! A food love affair you could call it.
I find the greatest joy in sharing my love of food with the people I love. For me, there is no better way to make memories than through sharing food together.
Sharing my own personal memories of my family, friends and our ongoing food affairs, I hope to inspire you to see food as a vehicle to feed the soul, create memories and forge the happiest, lifelong traditions.
A little bit About ME & some family inspirations…
My dad was born in Italy, from a small town in Abruzzo & my mum’s parents come from Trieste, Italy. We have always had a strong love and appreciation for good food. Although she doesn’t pride herself as a baker, my mum is the best at conjuring up a meal on what ever is lying around in the fridge. Somehow, she always makes the simplest ingredients taste exceptional. One of my favorite family memories as a young girl was making gnocchi with my dad. It was usually something we made for special occasions or if we would beg him and convince him to make them for us on a Sunday for lunch. He would be the only one who had the magic touch to mix and roll out the potato mixture. It was my job to roll each gnocchi over a fork to give them their shape and indents so that the rich tomato ragu my mum made would sit inside the grooves of these heavenly, soft, fluffy pillows. When my dad wasn’t watching, my brother and I would always sneak in a few mouthfuls of the raw gnocchi before they were cooked… Actually, we still do!!!! Covered with a generous, fresh grating of parmesan cheese, we would sit and devour the pot as a family.
This dish will always remind me of my dad and is among the many fond memories we have of sharing and making meals together. It is these type of memories that I hope I can form with my little loves.
I decided that I wanted to document and share my love for creating memories through food just recently when my husband and our three boys, Luca (4), Leo (2) and Rocco (1), visited Paris for a day. Tired of the plastic, preservative laden, tasteless meal where we were staying in Euro Disney, we needed a fix of good, authentic, traditional food. So we decided to venture into the city to view the sites of Paris. Who was I kidding…automatically, instead of researching the obvious ‘star attractions’ of Paris, I jumped online and circled on my street map the best and most noted places to enjoy homemade pastries, sourdough bread, lunch and coffee. So off we went, took a photo from about 100 metres away from the exterior of the Louvre and made a fast and steady beeline to our first pastry shop! Within thirty minutes of landing foot in Paris city, we had guzzled down a stunning freshly brewed cappuccino, bought some divine pastries and inhaled the worlds best hot chocolate from the famous ‘ANGELINA’S’ patisserie. Sitting outside of this distinguished establishment, cherishing every mouthful of goodness, we looked at each other and giggled. My husband and I sharing the same kindred appreciation for food, could not stop there… A small walk along and ten minutes later we are walking out the famous ‘LADUREE’ with macaroons and chocolate eclairs. I turned to him and said, ‘If this is all get to achieve all day, then mission accomplished, I am content to go home!’ The memory I will never forget is sitting outside the window and on the step, of Angelina’s patisserie with my mischievous gang, enjoying the most delectable treats. There was no way we could sit inside as we were sure we would have been asked to leave! However the way we did it was quite fitting and symbolic of how my little family get important things done! As we expected, we didn’t get around to seeing very many sites that day but did indulge in many more yummy goods along our way…so many food memories made that day, and so many more ahead!
I hope I can inspire you to view food as a way through which some of YOUR greatest memories can be made with your loved ones. I hope you enjoy reading this blog as much as I have loved sharing my personal journey with you!
Side note… I am not a trained chef, nor do I work in a commercial kitchen. I am a mum and wife to some very hungry boys, cooking out of my home kitchen, whilst trying to keep up with their demands.
My recipes are tried and tested by my friends and family. Obviously, I do try my best at recording recipes that will work out as I have described. PLEASE feel free to adjust and have fun with them where ever you feel the need, and I really would love to hear your feedback! 🙂