Renegade Rising

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Jutoro Outpost was a dingy sort of place. It was located in a particularly dingy sector, if space can be described as dingy, far enough from any planet to make it essential but not appealing enough that anyone stayed long. No-one was really sure of its origins; it had existed under various guises for as long as anyone could remember. At some point in the last fifty years it had transitioned from major hub to minor waypoint and shifting regional politics along with better, newer options elsewhere meant Jutoro had gradually morphed into a rather unglamorous feature of back sector space. There had been several systems that were generously referred to as ‘management’ during that time; from pirate lords to military cabals and back again, but currently it was considered ‘between owners’ or, by those who didn’t visit, ‘out of control’.

Despite it’s disreputable status, Jutoro managed to be relatively stable and secure. There was an unspoken agreement that, although in person fights were perfectly acceptable ways to solve a dispute, the outpost was off limits for anything on a grander scale. Remarkably, it was in a good state of repair, for the most part. Sure, there were zones you couldn’t enter without an oxygen suit, and one entire section didn’t have an outer wall, but that was more due to neglect by former inhabitants than anything else. Jutoro was popular amongst those unaffiliated with the Interplanetary Association as this made for more relaxed requirements – both in trade and in personal conduct. There was definitely a criminal element, but the outpost was largely a ‘live and let live’ environment. Safe, by independent outpost standards.

It was often said that if you couldn’t buy it at Jutoro, it was probably a legitimate purchase. That said, there wasn’t much you couldn’t find – in one form or another. Between the market concourse, the vessel hangars and the back alley deals there was a buzzing atmosphere. Goods, services and information; all available for the right price and, crucially, with few questions. Usually.

“Name?”

“Do you really need…”

An eyebrow crept up. “I don’t sell to strangers. Name?”

The trader was a dingy sort of person, smudgy and crumpled in a cheap outfit trying to look expensive; a common occurrence among the fixed stores as they tried to create an air of legitimacy. Her oily hair was scraped into a too-tight bun at the back of her head and she had somehow wedged a large pen behind her small ear. A faded name badge on her chest read ‘VERO I A’ and she drummed long fingernails on the desk, oversized rings glinting under the lights, studying the man before her. He seemed a little on edge.

“Orion Bennet.” He cast a quick glance at the monitor over the desk. It showed a wide angle of the main concourse of the small outpost; busy, as usual. Thronging crowds flowing between stalls, stores and sustenance. A fight had broken out beside an eatery. Nothing out of the ordinary so far.

Veronica looked up from her keyboard, two immaculate eyebrows raised this time. “Not the Orion Bennet?”

“Oh, you’ve heard of me?” Bennet tried to look nonchalant but it didn’t really translate. He switched his weight from foot to foot and ran a hand through his hair, brushing away the sweat that beaded on his forehead.

“Hmmm.” There was an unimpressed pause as Veronica tapped some information into the form. “Always thought it was an alias.”

“No, my mother just likes stars.” On the monitor he could make out a group of men, forcing its way through the crowd. They didn’t seem to mind that they were causing a scene. He wasn’t surprised.

“Terra Nobilis?”

“Yeah,” Bennet flicked his eyes back to the screen. The men had disappeared. Why didn’t this store have more than one camera?

“Earth-borns always have these romantic ideas.” Veronica slid a file from her console to a hand held pad and proffered it for Bennet’s inspection. “Price at the top.”

He gave it a quick scan and winced. The data pad showed a vessel that was definitely not new. The nameplate read RENEGADE RISING in a font that was, at best, dated but while the hull was no longer shiny it didn’t have any visible holes. Scuff marks crisscrossed the surface plating and the previous owners had attempted to hide this with various mismatched shades of paint. It had not been successful. There was a huge dent in one wing.

“That ship has got to be sixty years old!”

“Only on the outside.” Veronica did an excellent impression of someone earnest. “She’s had a lot of work done.”

“The outside is the only thing keeping me from dying in the cold vacuum of space, so it’s pretty important.”

To her credit, the woman managed to pull together an almost genuinely affronted expression. “Are you suggesting I might be selling a ship that isn’t space-worthy?”

Yes. “No, of course not. It’s just that I’d really prefer not to die out there.” Or in here.

“Judging by your face, it seems you’ve got more pressing concerns.” She eyed the data pad. “Have a scan through that and let me know. She’s not going to hang around forever, I’ve got several interested parties lined up.”

I’m sure you have. I’ll bet theres a never ending stream of people trekking out to this back belt trading post to buy junkyard ships.

Orion flicked through the images. “What happened to it?”

“She’s got character.”

“Yes, but what actually happened to give her that specific character?”

The trader gave a barely concealed eye roll. “She’s just a bit dinged up. Do you want her or not? You’ll need to fill this out.” A form slid across the desk.

“What? Are you kidding? Can’t I just transfer funds and get the keys?”

“It usually takes a few days to process the paperwork.”

“What?! I don’t supposed there’s any way I can make this go any faster?”

“In a rush, are we?” A hand reached out the pull the form back. “Not sure I’m keen on dealing with troubled sorts…”

You’re troubled sorts! Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean that… I just… have somewhere to be.”

“And that is?”

“Not here. As soon as possible.” From the concourse beyond the doors came a crashing, violent sort of noise, followed by a lot of shouting. “Do you have a door camera?”

“That for you? You’ve gone very pale.”

“No? No. I’d lock the doors though, just to be safe.”

Veronica examined a nail, pointedly, in a manner that clearly suggested beggars could not be choosers. The commotion in the hallway grew louder and, worryingly, nearer. A gaggle of what passed for security on Jutoro was making its way across the screen above her, though with no real sense of urgency.

“They seem unhappy. What did you do?”

Orion looked around the room. “I shot someone. On Ishibara.”

Veronica made a face. “Oh, that was you? I heard about that. If it helps, people are saying it was self defence.”

“It was not. He was a complete bastard, he absolutely deserved it.” Though this predicament should be a good indicator that it was still a poor choice.

A shrug. “He shot at you, you shot at him. I suppose it doesn’t make much difference to the guy who ends up dead. Or his friends.”

“You’d be surprised. Some people get very hung up on the details.”

There was an uncomfortable pause.

“Veronica, look.”

“Don’t bring your charm in here, Mr Bennet, it’ll only get you a smack in the mouth.” You’d never have known she was smiling if you weren’t looking at her face.

Fair enough. “Look, I…”  Something shattered just beyond the door. “I’ll give you ten percent extra if we can do this now.”

“Fifteen.” Veronica dropped the key fob onto the desk, tantalisingly close.

They looked at each other for a minute, neither one blinking, sizing each other up. Bennet broke first.

“Ok, yes, look, I’ll take her, ok? Can you lock the door?” There was a faint hiss and click as the mechanism slid into place. “Ok, good, thank you.”

“Done.” There was a hammering on the door, accompanied by a lot of shouting which was, thankfully, muffled by the thick metal. “Fingerprint.” For a woman who’d just sold a spaceship for a frankly ridiculous price Veronica seemed remarkably unmoved.

“Can I give you a credit card?”

Veronica visibly brightened. “Sure, makes life easier for me.”

I’ll bet it does. Untraceable funds will do that. Bennet pulled a couple of small, black cards from one inside pocket and a card reader from another. He held each card to the reader in turn and checked the contents, then passed two across the desk into Veronica’s outstretched hand. In return, she held out the keycard. Bennet grabbed it like a drowning man reaching for a rope and clutched it to his chest. The hammering on the door had become a series of determined thuds. He could picture the shoulders hitting the panel.

“I don’t suppose there’s a back door to the hangar?”

Veronica was occupied with the credit cards but gestured over her shoulder to a well concealed exit that slid open with barely a sound. Bennet jogged round the desk and stopped in the doorway.

“She’s got fuel, right?”

“She has. You’ve got yourself a bargain there, Mr Bennet.”

“Sorry about those guys,” Bennet nodded at the front door. “I’m sure they’ll be ok with you – it’s me they want.”

“Not a problem.” From behind the desk, the rack of guns was visible. “Nice doing business with you.”

Bennet slid through the door as it swished shut and leant against it for a moment, eyes closed, breathing deeply. There was a faint hiss and click as it locked behind him. He opened his eyes and took in the junkyard dealership’s hangar. There was an array of shuttles and small ships from a variety of origins and classes. If he’d had more time, the appreciator in him would have loved to look around but as it was he focussed on locating the Renegade Rising. He spotted her quickly, some distance away but thankfully near the space side doors and not blocked in. She wasn’t the biggest in the hangar, but she stood out by style alone. Everything else in there was much, much newer. Still, Veronica was right, she did have character. An unfamiliar sensation bloomed in Orion’s chest. What was that? Optimism? Feeling like this could easily be a triumph of hope over experience, he crossed the hangar at a pace that tried to convey, should anyone be watching, that he wasn’t in a rush – while still rushing – and held the keycard to the hull. The entry port slid open several metres above his head and a ladder descended, which he skipped up with practised speed. Outposts were fine, being on a ship was better. Pausing on the top rung, Orion gave the small docking port nameplate a gentle polish with his sleeve. “Nice to meet you, I’m Orion. If you can get me out of here alive, we stand every chance of becoming good friends.”

Back in the office, Veronica unlocked and opened the dealership door; coincidentally in time with the thudding. Two men collapsed in a heap on the floor with a shout. Another, smaller man, with angry eyes and a lot of facial scars stepped over their prone bodies and approached the desk.

“I’m looking for a man I suspect you just had in here. Orion Bennet.”

Veronica looked up from her keyboard, eyeing the men picking themselves off the floor and the cold face in front of her. The credit card in her hand beeped as the transfer to her console completed.

“Never heard of him.”

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Sandwiches, Toast Toppers and Other Lunch Ideas

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Sandwiches and toast fingers are great ways to introduce new flavour combinations with  only a little effort. You can be as creative as you like with both the contents and the styling – a few toast fingers will keep a smaller baby occupied in a high chair for a minute, something as simple as cutting out sandwiches with a cookie cutter will make lunch time fun for a toddler. Brown, wholewheat bread is better for you than white, as we all know, but seeded varieties are best avoided until children are bigger. Below you’ll find some inspiration for fillings (many of which can also double as toppings) that you and baby can both enjoy.

Apple & Cream Cheese: Grate half an apple into a bowl, mix in a few tablespoons of full fat cream cheese. You can grate in some extra cheddar if you like and season yours with black pepper.

Peanut Butter & Jam: Easy! Jam of your choice on one slice of bread, smooth peanut butter on the other. Combine. Done. {CHECK FOR NUT ALLERGY}

Hawaiian: Break up some pineapple rings from a can and smoosh them in some kitchen towel and a sieve to drain and crush. Mix this with a few tablespoons of cream cheese. Place some thinly sliced ham on a piece of bread, spread the pineapple mixture on the other piece and combine. Season yours with black pepper if you like.

Avocado: Simply mash some avocado and spread on toast. [Incidentally, Morrisons are now doing a bag of ‘wonky’ avocados for less than the price of an avocado in some places so check that out, because not a damn one of us cares what shape an avocado was before a baby smeared it it their hair.]

Bonus parent recipe!: Crack an egg into a microwave safe bowl. Pop it in the microwave on full for a minute. Ignore the horrendous noise it makes. Scoop out a small avocado (those wonky bags have some great ‘single portion’ ones in), mash it up with some chilli flakes, salt & pepper and a squeeze of lemon juice and spread it on one slice of bread. When the egg is done (it won’t look pretty or be runny, but it will be quick!), remove it from the bowl, place it on top of the avocado mix and top with another slice of bread, spread with some mayo and Sriracha chilli sauce if you like that sort of thing. Super quick and easy. And tasty!

Tomato: Never under estimate a simple sandwich. Slices of room temperature, ripe tomato make an excellent (and cheap!) sandwich filler.

‘Sushi rolls’: Use a wholewheat wrap (microwave for 10 seconds to soften if your wraps are a bit brittle) and spread all over with cream cheese. Lay sticks of pepper and cucumber a little in from one edge, roll that edge over and then keep rolling into a tube. Cut into different sized ‘sushi rolls’ and serve standing on their ends so the coloured vegetables show in the middle. You can also add slices of ham under the veggies if you like.

Omelette: If your child is ok with egg, omelette sandwiches are much less messy than scrambled egg. Use whatever herbs and additions you like – dill is good in a plain egg omelette, or basil in a cheese and tomato puree ‘pizza’ style. Glue it to toast with a little spread or mayo, or sandwich between bread and cut into fingers.

Carrot & Hummus: Grate some carrot into a bowl, mix in hummus, spread on toast. Change up the hummus flavour or add a little Moroccan seasoning for variation (though be aware of the amount of chilli). When pincer grips develop and you’re happy giving raisins, these can also be added to a carrot and hummus sandwich for a pop of sweetness.

Strawberries & Cream Cheese: Yes, I know, a lot of these feature cream cheese. But you know what? It’s easy and has some good calories and fats, and most people like it. So there. Anyway, slice up some strawberries and layer on top of cream cheese. Also works well replacing the strawberry with halved grapes when baby is big enough.

Mini Pizzas: Spread tomato puree on toast, top with grate cheese and a sprinkling of basil and oregano, then grill until bubbling. Let it cool – cheese tends to super heat and stay hotter than you’d think for longer than you’d like. You can add a variety of cheeses, chopped pineapple, ham, mushrooms… whatever takes your fancy. Change out the bread for variation – pitta and those thin bagels both make a good base.

Quesadillas: Or, as my daughter calls them ‘case ideas’. These really are great for using up leftovers. Sprinkle one tortilla wrap with grated cheese, top with pretty much anything (ham, chicken, vegetables, avocado). Sprinkle a little more cheese over (it acts as glue to keep the top on) then cook in a dry pan (check your wrap fits before you start!) over a medium heat until the bottom is crisp and browning, then flip for another minute or two until the cheese is melted and the bottom is toasted. Cut into wedges to serve, with a dip if you like – lemon or garlic & herb mayo are good options.

Dessert Quesadillas: Yes, this is a thing. Spread a little chocolate spread all over one wrap (pro tip – back of a spoon!), top with sliced banana and strawberry, cook as above. For older children (or yourself!) you can cover the other side in marshmallow fluff or scatter mini marshmallows over before you cook. Delicious served with a side of greek yogurt for dipping.

Apple wedges: While we’re dipping, cut an apple into wedges and serve with a peanut butter yogurt dip – just mix a tablespoon of peanut butter into two tablespoons of greek yogurt.

Sweet Potato: Cook yourself a baked sweet potato (stab all over with a fork, 12 minutes in the microwave on high, 15 minutes in the oven at 200’C or until a knife goes in with no resistance) and fill it with tuna or spicy chickpeas, and while you’re at it, cook another for baby then scoop out the flesh and spread it over toast. Tasty and good for you.

 

I’m pretty sure there are more of these kicking about in my head so as soon as I’ve amassed enough I’ll put them up here. Please do share your own ideas and favourites below!

 

 

Cashew & Date Bars

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Target Audience: Toddlers, Children, Adults

These tasty, tasty raw snack bars take very little time to whizz up in the food processor and are excellent for snacks. They’re a sort of knock-off of those Nakd bars and can be tweaked to suit your flavour preferences.

Ingredients

  • 150g cashews
  • 200g dates (the fancy ones in the trays give you the best texture but the cheaper ones in the bags work just as well, plus you won’t need to stone them yourself!)
  • Handful of raisins
  • 1 tbsp unsweetened cocoa powder
  • Optional: 1 tsp orange extract

Method

  1. Tip the cashews into the blender and give a few pulses to get them started.
  2. Add the dates, raisins, cashews, cocoa powder and orange extract, if using, and process until the nuts are finely distributed and the mix clumps together. This will take a good few minutes, so do it in bursts to protect the motor and be patient – it will happen!
  3. Line a square/rectangular container with cling film, tip the mixture in and press flat to approximately 2cm depth. Chill in the fridge for at least half and hour, then you can remove the container and keep wrapped in the fridge, or slice into bars and wrap individually in baking paper or cling film.

Variations

  • Try adding a handful of desiccated coconut or banana chips
  • Swap out the cashews for almonds and add dried or morello cherries instead of raisins for a Bakewell tart flavour
  • Leave out the cocoa powder and orange, replace the dates with dried apricots and add toasted oatmeal or coconut and lemon zest. You’ll need to play around with quantities to get the consistency right as apricots tend to be stickier than dates

Food foodie food…

Aside

I’m going to crack on with getting some recipes up. I’ll try and label them as to target audience and I’m hoping to get some pictures up to help you work out what I’m talking about but this may take me (quite) a while as I am a) not a food photographer, b) not in possession of a fancy camera and c) not going to make everything I post here just to take a picture of it so you’ll have to wait. I’m sure you’ll manage.

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“Having a bad day?”

As I wedged myself back into my booth at Pret, the lady next to me gave a sympathetic half-smile.

“Not one of the worst, surprisingly, and up until now it had been going reasonably well…”

The thing is, I have discovered, when you think you’re doing well is often the exact moment everything goes spectacularly to crap. Let me rewind…

This morning, weather being classic English early autumn (cold and damp) I shoved the kids in the car to go to the outlet centre. I do love the outlet; it’s essentially an indoor, pushchair friendly circuit lined with discounted brand-named stores and cafes. There’s a covered playground outside, a food court upstairs and family accessible toilets. Basically, perfect for low effort entertainment when you need to burn energy without actually being outside. Anyway, this morning being what it was and me needing to fill a good 12 hours of parenting time, we headed off.

The signs were all there, if I’m honest. Big wouldn’t stop talking at all the entire 25 minute journey. Little fell asleep, so I was feeling confident. The petrol station had works going on and I very nearly cocked up driving in. Then I lost focus (watching a man on a cherry picker) and the pump sped past the amount I wanted to put in, so I obviously had to get the the next round number. Because hitting exact numbers on the petrol pump is something everyone does, right?

There was a parent & child space available right outside the doors. That should have tipped me off that the universe was coming for me. Lulling me into a false sense of security, if you will. Little woke up. Any parent can tell you that <25 minutes nap is not the right amount of nap for a baby who’s been up for 4 hours already. The low level grumble began. I should have quit, I know this now, but I am stubborn and an idiot.

The first half lap was ok. We got feet measured. We found an apron and mini baking set for Big. She promptly put the apron on and refused to take it off for the rest of the day. We managed a trip to the toilets, no-one opened the door mid-pee. The grumble grew in intensity. Silly me had assumed he’d go to sleep as soon as we got going with the buggy. Silly, silly me.

We made it out of Paperchase with the things we needed and without inadvertently shoplifting anything (and that’s happened before, so it definitely counts as a win). The grumble erupted. Lunch time.

Up to the food court, into Pret (another place I love: they have food that makes me feel healthy, fruit for the fruit bat that is Big and tub chairs I can trap her in at the table). We made our selections, I put back the myriad items Big tried to smuggle in. Life-saving coffee ordered, warm milk for Big and a (free!) gingerbread man to be rationed out over the day. To the table. And relax. Winning.

Except that as soon as Little latches on to eat, Big boots the table and sends coffee and hot milk everywhere. The chap at the next table whispers something to his wife (probably along the lines of ‘Rookie. Never take two out for lunch on your own, you’re outnumbered…’) and then very kindly comes to the rescue with napkins.

Big eats half of half a sandwich (the sandwich she specifically requested, no less) and wants to get started on the fruit pot, which I manage to open, one handed, like a boss. She loudly declares she wants my pasta (note: I highly recommend the ham hock and sprout mac & cheese. Pricey, perhaps, but tasty and filling) and then very dramatically spits it out with an ‘I don’t like it!’ (which is currently interchangeable with ‘I don’t want it right now’). She definitely likes it. Mac & cheese is a top 5 dinner for her in any form.

I refocus my attention on Little, who has cheered up and is giggling at me (and thus spraying milk everywhere like the Trevi fountain). As I do this, the chap at the next table calls ‘watch out!’ just in time for me to look up and see a fruit pot go flying through the air… and scatter fruit across the floor.

Little back in the buggy (cue screaming), me picking up strewn fruit, queue of people looking at me pityingly. Big yelling that she wants fruit. Me, picking up howling baby, explaining she can’t have that fruit, it’s been on a cafe floor and though I’m generally a 5 second rule kinda person I do have my limits. I clamber back round the buggy into the booth and sit down, feeling the zip on my skirt undo itself. Time to make some ‘now we’re out of the first 3 months’ dietary changes, methinks.

I shove some more food into Little. Big consoles herself with her steamed milk and gets chocolate sprinkle foam all over her face. The queue goes down and I go get another fruit pot because I am a Nice Mum (mug). Baby under one arm, because he’s pretty fed up by this point (and apparently me telling him this is his own fault and if he’d just go to sleep he’d feel better isn’t something he’s interested in hearing), wallet under other arm, fruit pot in hand. I am Mumming with great success. We shall save this!

Except that if you’ve been paying attention you’ll remember that my zip has released itself from its sole responsibility.

I reach the counter. Gravity does its job. I somehow manage to save it (well, partly) with a sort of interpretive dance manoeuvre, but you’ve probably worked out I am several hands short by now.

“What can I get you?” asks the barista.

“Just this fruit pot, please, and can someone hold this baby, as my skirt is falling off.”

Just style it out. You are cool and sophisticated.

Fortunately, it turns out I am in line behind everyone’s favourite person when you need a hand with a baby – a Granny. She’s thrilled.

“What an unexpected pleasure!” she beams (Oh, good, glad my dignity could provide that for you), cooing over Little, who incidentally has now moved on his Prince Charming act and is beaming at everyone. Which is a good thing, because it means no-one is really looking at me, as gravity has finally won. Thank the gods for million denier tights. Good job it was only lunchtime in a busy food court or that could have been embarrassing.

Back to the table, baby still feeling good from his surprise Granny cuddle, Big eats her fruit pot. And by ‘eats’, I mean ‘hands over ever other piece of fruit with a loud I don’t like it’. So that was worth it.

I’m pretty sure it was showing on my face at this point, as this is when the lady at the next table asked if I was having a bad day.

We didn’t hang around long after that. Little suddenly realised he was shattered and lost his tiny mind. Big thought she’d join in as he sang me the song of his people, with a rousing (and in a different key) MMMMMMMMMM sound.

I drowned them out with Loud Music. Sometimes a shouty singalong is as good as a rest. Little finally went to sleep, where he remains, pinning me on the sofa as I discover that the mantelpiece – last bastion of Places Big Can’t Reach – has fallen and she can absolutely get the scissors now because she needs a haircut. So that’s something.

If you very closely, you can see the last of my sanity escaping.

Store Cupboard Staples and Things You’ll Need

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One of the good things about baby led weaning is that you don’t need much specialist equipment. Here are some starting points for things you might want to get in stock:

Things

  • A good, sturdy, wipe-clean high chair. I’ve mentioned the Antilop from Ikea already, but there are a few other good options. The only one I’ve found that’s breakfast bar height, incidentally, is the Brother Max Scoop (which is insanely expensive and doesn’t seem to be available on their own site anymore, though you can check out Gumtree and the like for second-hand ones)
  • Cutlery and Crockey. To you own personal taste, this, but you’ll probably want a few bowls, a good number of spoons (it might take a go or two to work out what length and bowl size your little can manage – maybe do some swaps with other parents to narrow it down), some little plates (although straight from the tray is always an option!) and some little cups. Remember they want to be like you!
  • Bibs. Lots and lots of bibs. Bibs for the home, bibs for the baby bag. Waterproof, long sleeved, with pouch or without. Although, it can sometimes be fun to do dinner in just a nappy…
  • Floor covering. An old sheet, some tarp or an oilcloth all make good floor saving options. Don’t put anything slippy underneath – both for the sake of the highchair and yourself.
  • Storage containers. Preferably freezer, dishwasher and microwave safe and in a variety of sizes. Make sure you’ve got some that fit well in your baby bag.
  • Ice cube trays
  • Portable water. Some might like a water bottle and little cup to decant into, some might prefer a sippy cup.

Foods

  • Porridge oats
  • Pasta (in a variety of colours and shapes)
  • Noodles
  • Bread (preferably wholewheat brown, but avoid bread with ‘bits’ while they’re getting started)
  • Fresh fruit and veg – try long stemmed broccoli, carrots, sweet potato, apples, bananas, melon, mango, big tomatoes, cucumber, etc.
  • Meat. Assuming you’re not a vegetarian, obviously. Chicken breast, drumsticks and sausages are good – just check the sausages for salt content.
  • Eggs (check for allergies) – largely as an ingredient in pancakes, muffins etc., but also good hard boiled.
  • Herbs – fresh herbs are good for wafting at baby, but by no means essential — dried are just fine. Good ones to have include: basil, oregano, rosemary and mint.
  • Spices – don’t be freaked out by spices. You can cool down spiced dishes with yogurt but don’t shy away from flavour. Do take your time to check for allergies and other reactions though. Good spices include: paprika, cumin and cinnamon.
  • Frozen peas and sweetcorn – babies shouldn’t have anything this small in isolation until they’ve mastered a pincer grip (i.e. they can pick things up with a thumb and forefinger) but they’re great for blitzing into a pancake batter and for providing you with emergency vegetable content when you’re running low on time and energy.
  • Cheese pizzas – or pizza bases (homemade or shop bought). You can shove whatever’s kicking about on to make your own combinations and as baby gets bigger they’ll enjoy helping with this.
  • Frozen dinners – again, I’m thinking of you here. If you or a friend/partner/relative have the time to knock up a few things to shove in the freezer, take advantage. Also, no one is going to judge you for having the odd supermarket ready meal in there. You’ve gotta eat.

 

There will doubtless be things you discover that I’ve not thought of – please feel free to share them here!

Foods To Start With (and what to avoid)

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This is an in-exhaustive area. Pretty much anything goes here but there is some guidance to pay attention to. Perhaps unsurprisingly, baby diets are not dissimilar to pregnancy diets, so you’re probably more prepared than you might think. If you’re vegan or have other dietary preferences/requirements make sure you check how this will affect baby; you may need to ensure you’re providing essential vitamins, etc, elsewhere.

First up, things to avoid:

  • Nuts. At all in whole nut form. Nut butters can be ok but test for allergies first and be aware that some nut butters are very thick and sticky which can cause problems in tiny mouths.
  • Raw shellfish. Food poisoning is something to avoid. Also, shellfish allergies should be tested for.
  • High-mercury fish.
  • Honey. For the same reason as pregnant women should avoid it — honey can contain the bacteria responsible for botulism. Not a big deal for adults, no fun for babies. Steer clear until over 1.
  • Low-fat foods. Fat is important in our diets, not only nutritionally and as a good source of calories, but also as it helps the body detect that it’s had food and is full. This is good for the grown ups, too – a little full fat yogurt, for example, will leave you feeling fuller than a lot of the low-fat equivalent. Also worth noting that low-fat versions generally have a higher sugar content.
  • Cow’s milk. You may already know if your baby has a cow’s milk protein allergy or is lactose intolerant. Cow’s milk is safe to use in cooking and as an ingredient (so in cheese or porridge is fine) but don’t use it as a ‘proper’ drink until after 1.

 

Next, things to go careful with:

  • Eggs. A surprising amount of babies are intolerant of egg. This doesn’t always last and you can (on doctors instruction) add egg back in over a period but introduce them carefully in the first instance and make sure they’re properly cooked through.
  • Seafood. As above – test carefully for allergies and make sure it’s properly cooked.
  • Sugar. Multiple reasons for this: it’s unnecessary carbs, it’s terrible for teeth and it’s addictive meaning it leads to poor dietary choices later. Don’t add refined sugar to things like porridge, sweeten with fruit instead. I’m not saying don’t ever have anything sweet, but try lower sugar recipes for baking. If you can avoid over-sugaring when they’re small, they won’t feel the need for sugar when they’re big. Watch things like fruit juice (if you give it, dilute with water and follow up with something like cheese to counteract the acids).
  • Salt. You probably know that adults are recommended no more than 6g of salt in a day. For the under 1s, it’s 1g. That’s not a lot. Be aware of what you’re adding to food and create flavour with herbs and spices instead of extra salt and stock cubes.
  • Small foods. I’m thinking along the lines of nuts here: sweetcorn kernels, peas, cheerios… a good rule here is not to give it until baby has a really good pincer grip — that is; they can pick things up, confidently, between thumb and forefinger.
  • Grapes. Don’t give grapes whole under the age of 2. They can be cut in half (longways, top to bottom) when baby is a bit bigger but make sure you’re paying attention.

 

Finally, things that are good places to start:

  • Fresh fruit and veg. Nice and easy as most fruit and veg doesn’t require a lot of work. Some ideas:
    • Steam vegetables like carrots and broccoli ’til very soft in the early days, gradually firm it up as baby becomes more confident.
    • Cut peppers and cucumber into chunky sticks. Cucumber is especially good right out of the fridge for sore, teething gums.
    • Avocado is horrendously messy but has some good fats and baby will enjoy smearing it everywhere.
    • Core apple and slice into rounds (equator way, not pole to pole, if you get me),
    • Cut mango and melon into fingers.
    • Banana splits itself into handy, baby sized fingers if you stick your finger in the end and give it a wiggle.
  • Water. Babies don’t actually really need much to drink when weaning as they’re still getting the majority of thirst quenching goodness from their milk. However, it’s good for everyone to have a glass of water with a meal and there are some good cup options available for baby to practice with.
  • Porridge. Make with whole milk or breast milk. Bake it or microwave it until it’s pretty solid and cut into fingers, like squishy oatmeal bars. Stir in squished berries, cooked apple, or mashed banana with a little cinnamon. Incidentally, most baby porridges are just ground oats so save yourself some money and just use regular oats (which you can then also use in crumble toppings, oat bars, etc). If you’re feeling like you need it to be finer, blitz it in the blender for a few seconds but baby should be fine with it as is.
  • Pasta. The pasta tubes and twists go down pretty well and spaghetti is excellent (horribly messy) fun. Stir in some soft cheese (the garlic and herb ones are pretty good for a quick sauce) or a tomato sauce and be prepared to clean everyone and everything.
  • Rice. Try fruity rice pudding (watch the sugar) or a mild curry (stir in yoghurt to cool any lingering heat).
  • Toast fingers. Some people have said there can be digestive issues with too much wheat too early on. Do your research if this is something you’re worried about or if there’s family history of wheat intolerance. If you’re all ok with it, toast fingers with banana, cream cheese or avocado spread on are good for gumming on. Cut sandwiches into easy to hold fingers, too.
  • Fritters and pancakes. Banana or blueberry pancakes make a good breakfast if you’ve got the time. You can store batter in the fridge if you have time to make it earlier. Pea or sweetcorn fritters can be batch made and frozen, then heated from frozen in the microwave. Make them in the blender, then mix in a handful of whole peas or sweetcorn as baby gets bigger.