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It’s fair to say that one of the nation’s favourite Lockdown activities was baking, judging from the scores of homemade banana loaves and sourdough posts flooding my Instagram feed. At one point, supermarkets were running so low on essential baking ingredients that flour felt like gold dust. And it wasn’t just my social media bombarding me with #bakinginspo- daytime television was awash with cooking and baking shows too, which I eagerly lapped up to fill my boredom. I watched

Credits: Bo Nguyen During the first lockdown, it seemed like everyone, young and old, was flocking to the kitchen. Even some of my friends who barely knew how to make sunny side up eggs were making all kinds of breads and other quarantine-friendly dishes. But for some reason I found myself cooking significantly less. I associated cooking with happy feelings and circumstances, so this surely was not the right time. Lacking energy and motivation, I was mainly trying to survive

Graphic: Ella-Mae Earnshaw As restaurants open back up here’s a look back into the one activity the whole world took to in the confines of their own homes. Everyone probably has a moment when they realized that they would have to stay in their own home for a while. Many had a moment where they decided they would try to be productive and take up a new activity. As a collective, it seemed when everyone was isolating; we found one room in the house more appealing than most – th

Credits: Ella-Mae Earnshaw Strand Magazine's new column HomeCooked dives into lockdown stories from the kitchen. Natty Sae Jew writes about the nostalgia and comfort she found in cooking Salapao. “How was lockdown?” If you’d ask somebody this question a year ago, you’d probably get some very puzzled looks. Now, it’s practically a new way of saying “how are you?”. In the same vein, it’s a pretty loaded question: for some of us, it was a period of a much needed pause, but for