Archive for Cookery

Whilst London loots, I will craft

So, whilst around me London went insane, I stayed in, drank Earl Grey and made stuff whilst being glued to the news. I have recently purchased the new Simon Hopkinson cookbook ‘The Good Cook’ and already made the ginger chocolate pots and the ham and cheese fried sandwiches.

All I can say is mmm….they were lovely!

Cooking from Hopkinson’s book has been a real joy. To put it into perspective, whenever I cook from ‘Jamie’s 30-Minute Meals‘ I always feel really stressed. I don’t know if it’s the pressure to get the meal ready in 30 minutes or the frenetic style that the recipe is written in but I always come out of the kitchen a nervous wreck. In contrast, cooking from Hopkinson’s book is a calming experience. You ‘quietly’ melt chocolate rather than bash at rosemary; all I needed were a few cartoon woodland animals to be the picture of Disney domesticity.

Apart from trying new recipes, I have also been doing lots of DIY as the good old British summertime has, true to form, not been sunny enough to venture outside. Part of this has involved a lot of tidying up. I have discovered that I have clothes that span 4 different dress sizes and a larder stuffed with bags of a million different types of sugar and flour. The clothing triggered a nicely profitable eBay clear out whereas the larder led to me spending a disproportionate amount of time labelling storage jars using paper, fabric and (my new favourite thing) Mod Podge.

I don’t really like the pastel colours of the paper as I am more of a primary colour girl, but I wanted to label them on the cheap and this was all I had. To differentiate between the different types of flour/sugar, I wrote this on the first letter of each jar using a permanent marker before sealing.

I also used some spare fabric scraps I had tucked away in a drawer to cover the lids and brighten up the jars a little. I really should be doing bigger, grander things than labelling a few jars so this is a typical use of my time to avoid doing the things I dislike (sugar soaping the walls, painting the ceiling…). To be honest, I’ve never been this busy during a summer holiday. I have had a few health issues and found that the best way to carry on is to keep myself occupied. So far, so good!

I don’t really want to provide any kind of social commentary of the riots as so many have already done this and my main feelings about it are disappointment, disgust and a glimmer of hope in the strands of humanity and kindness that rippled through the bedlam. So, my only real comment on the riots is this, my favourite piece of advice from Neil Walker.

Dydd Gwŷl Dewi Sant hapus!

March 1st is St. David’s Day. St. David is the patron saint of Wales and although I have almost lived in London for as long as I lived in Wales, I still consider those green valleys my homeland and celebrate in some way or form every year. I hasten to add that I no longer dress in the traditional attire of bonnet and shawl, although I do still like to have daffodils in my house in memory of those schooldays trekking to school with a daffodil stuck to my lapel with a safety pin. It could have been worse though as, traditionally,  boys wear leeks pinned to their jumpers instead. By the end of a rowdy primary school day of Eisteddfod and Welsh cakes, those poor flaccid leeks inevitably ended up lifeless and pungent.

Showing the love.

This year, I spent a weekend baking Bara Brith (speckled bread) for my workmates and the Handyman whilst listening to Gruff Rhys’ new album, ‘Hotel Shampoo‘. To revert to teen speak, I ♥ Gruff Rhys. Super Furry Animals are a band that have followed me into adulthood and are sublime in their welshness!

Bara Brith is super easy to make, although there are a million variations on the basic theme. It basically involves plonking 250ml of strong tea (how very British!) into a bowl of 250g of mixed dried fruit and 100g dark brown sugar. Some people like to add some marmalade here too or more sugar but this is sweet enough for me. I then leave it overnight to soak it all up. The next day, I lazily mix it up with a beaten egg, a pinch of salt and some mixed spice, nutmeg or whatever I have hanging around at the back of the cupboard before adding 250g of self raising flour. I put the whole shebang into a loaf tin before putting it in the oven for about an hour. My esteemed fellow educators seemed to enjoy it as there were only a few crumbs left at the end of the day much to the Handyman’s disappointment.

Signs I am turning into my mother #1

A little bit of Greek mythology keeps watch over the City at St Alphage Garden Podium near the Barbican.

Went on a museum jaunt around the capital yesterday taking in the Tate Modern, Museum of London and Imperial War Museum. It reminded me of how much I love a good museum shop. I have no time for the neon erasers, giant pencils and candy canes but will spent ages poring over vintage style postcards. As a letter writing obsessed teen I collected hundreds of postcards. I have curbed the habit now and restrict myself to buying the odd one or two which I then aim to post to a friend rather than hoard but still seem to have a wide array of stationary. I picked up a few postcards from the Imperial War Museum that I plan to send to a few of my vintage loving friends.

I also bought a tea towel at the Tate Modern. I know, a tea towel! Ours are so grubby and tatty that I have been obsessing about tea towels for a while. I hate them at the best of times as I think they are breeding grounds for bacteria but have decided that if I am going to have tea towels, at the very least they should be nice. My mum had a vast array of tea towels ranging from delicate whites hand embroidered by my gran to garish splashes of colour picked up by friends on their holidays. I am a little disturbed that I unwittingly appear to have joined the ranks of tea towel gatherers. I really am getting old.

Rainy days

Between entertaining relatives and finding out the joys of queuing in London with young children (Over 1 1/2 hours to queue for the Natural History Museum – no thank you. Saw way too many toddlers with pained faces dying for a wee to subject my own pseudo nephews to such torture), there has been little time to post this half term.

However, this is just a quick one to point you towards some lovely things on Etsy. I decided to experiment and set up a treasury list. Spending the past couple of days with PlayStation obsessed boys got me thinking about my own childhood and so the theme of the treasury list was born. I had so much fun doing it but it was a dangerous activity for my bank balance. So much lovely stuff! If you fancy a peek, follow the link ‘Flashbacks of a Fool‘.

Am now going to try and knock up a quick cherry pie to make this rainy day a little brighter. Wish me luck as I have rubbish hands for pastry.

Halloween Horrors II

Every good horror needs a crappy sequel that fails to live up to expectations so here it is.

Back to work tomorrow. The clocks have gone back, I’ve done a whole load of marking and I will need to put the real me back into a box for the next six weeks or so. To try and ease the pain of going back to work, I rooted around in my larder and found the ingredients to make spicy pumpkin cupcakes whilst the Handyman knocked up a few Halloween inspired cookies. Anything to avoid thinking about work and get us into the Halloween spirit. The cupcake toppers are from Lulu’s Cupcake Boutique on Etsy where there are all kinds of quirky little things to decorate your baking with.

As a child , Halloween was very much family time. My mum would hang apples from the door frame for me to try and grab with my teeth and would buy toffee apples for us to inflict further damage on our teeth with. Apples and Halloween seem to go together like bread and butter. Some say that apples are linked to sex and pagan religions which seems to tie in with the contemporary  idea of Halloween but I am more inclined to go with the idea that apples are traditional because Halloween has origins in Samhain, a Celtic festival that celebrated the end of the harvest where they carved faces in turnips in the way that we carve pumpkins today. It seems the ancient Gaels were using seasonal produce way before Jamie Oliver.

The doorbell has only rung once this evening which is a good thing as we forgot to buy sweets. As a child, we didn’t really go for knocking on people’s doors trick or treating but I did get to dress up in a bin bag for the night and somehow that felt way more exciting in those days of a mere four tv channels.

Domestic goddess?

I have been busy spending my time baking cupcakes following my Amazon spendathon. Have now accumulated a variety of cake toppers and sprinkles and have become obsessed with the darn things! The Handyman is rapidly going to get bit of a belly if I don’t stop feeding him up as I have also discovered that although I love baking, my constant dieting prevents me from eating any of them.

Having tried baking a variety from ‘The Hummingbird Bakery Cookbook‘ and ‘Cupcakes From the Primrose Bakery‘, I have decided that the latter are my favourites. Although they are chock full of sugar (500g of icing sugar!), they are the lightest of the bunch and even I was tempted by the peanut and chocolate cupcakes (and not just for the retro packaging of the ingredients either!). As for the lemon cupcakes, they are a zingy treat that remind me of sherbet lemons and summer afternoons. More baking days ahead I think, although I might start to cut back on the sugar…

Masterchef UK – a new style icon?

For the record, I love watching television programmes about food. Our Sky+ is plussed to the max with every foodie show on air at the moment. However, I usually watch them to get ideas and marvel at other people’s technical skill, rarely do I ever expect to find a style icon too…until Masterchef UK 2010 and the arrival of Stacie Stewart. I found myself wondering how she managed to get her eyeliner flick so perfect and marvelling at the height of her beehive when I probably should have been paying more attention to the food! Incidentally, talking of the food, it was lovely looking. Real robust food with attention to detail. Look at her blog to see some of her recipes and you will see what I mean.

Domestic goddess

It is that time of year when cooking becomes fun and frivolous (perhaps because it is accompanied by the odd super kitsch cocktail or two) so perhaps that is an insight into why I love these beautiful vintage style aprons so much. I can pretend to be possessed with all manner of culinary wizardry, even if I am only rustling up a meagre portion of beans on toast. Beautifully made and über flattering, Boojiboo’s aprons are an absolute joy.

The CHLOE Vintage Inspired Christmas Retro Children on Red Full ApronThe BELLA Vintage Inspired Love Birds on Brown Full Apron

 

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