Wales being the land of my fathers (or my mother, to be exact), I thought I'd wish you all a very happy St David's Day.
I'm not a huge fan of leeks, or daffodils, but Welsh cakes stand as one of the finest culinary inventions ever. My mouth is watering just thinking about them. I'd have to say, they turn out much better if you've got a proper bakestone (I like them almost burnt), but a heavy griddle or skillet will do at a pinch.
Staying with St David, Katy Evans-Bush has some very interesting things to say about him, Wales and pigs at her always-compelling blog, Baroque In Hackney.
And on a different subject, I've got four poems appearing in the new issue of Umbrella, which, if I've not whole-heartedly recommended before, I will now. My fellow Happenstancer Rob Mackenzie was the featured poet in Issue One, and the interview with him is well worth reading.