In my childhood a party wasn't complete without fairy bread. The fairy bread always disappeared before everything else. Sometimes your Mum had to whip into the kitchen mid party and make more to satisfy the hungry hoardes.
It's a simple concept. Bread, butter and hundreds and thousands.
In a world where kid's parties mean bouncing castles, performing clowns, four tier birthday cakes and professionally catered food, fairy bread seems to have gone out of fashion. Fairy bread is too simple for our complex world.
In my adulthood, I'm trying to live my life like it's fairy bread. Simply, cheerfully and frugally. Join me on my adventure.