I'm finally back 'home' in New Zealand after returning 'home' to New Orleans for Christmas. I'm slowly settling into Wellington, trying to find my groove and develop new routines. Around Christmas and New Year's, New Zealand practically shuts down (take note America!) Needless to say, work has been slower than usual and I've found myself with a little extra time to experiment with some new recipes.
With summer right around the corner here in New Zealand, I've been trying to cut back on the amount of dairy and sugar I consume, and looking for healthy substitutes to curb my cravings and satisfy my sweet tooth. Last week, while shopping at the wholefoods store, I discovered these Little Bird macaroons.
This morning, I'm sitting on my balcony listening to the locusts in the trees, gazing out over the Pacific Ocean... and enjoying a piece of king cake! Woo hoo!! For those of you non-Louisianian readers, a King Cake is like a big purple, green and gold cinnamon roll we eat during the Carnival Season leading up to Fat Tuesday. And it's got a little plastic baby Jesus in it! And it's basically a little slice of heaven.