Sugarbird's Sweet Nothings

I am passionate about food. And cooking. And baking. And running. Come and find a new recipe, a funny story, some strong opinions and whatever else I feel like throwing in the mix today.

Archive for the ‘Fruit’ Category

July 14th, 2011 by Clarabella

Apricot Breakfast Crisp

I had been neglecting breakfast for a while. It had been ages since I had made some vanilla-ey, banana-ey porridge, and I was in the breakfast doldrums. Dry toast or cardboardey cereal was getting me down. So I went looking for inspiration. First in the greengrocer down the road. I had originally gone in there looking for an onion or something equally mundane, but I emerged with a large box of apricots.

I cannot remember the last time I had a fresh apricot. Sure, I’ve had dried ones in my granola on occasion, but real, fresh, tart little copper beauties, not for a very long time. So I grabbed them. The colour of them seduced me. Look at them, can you blame me? I was powerless to resist the loud orange call.

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May 22nd, 2011 by Clarabella

Coffee, Pear and Amaretti Drizzle Cake

A good pear is hard to find. And when you do find one, one that smells sweet, feels soft, but not too soft, and tastes like manna from heaven, it is very, very hard not to gobble it up straight away. It is hard to peel it, cut it up into little pieces, resist devouring those, and then put it into a cake.

I rarely buy pears as more often than not, they are rock hard when you buy them, and they stay rock hard for about 2 weeks, and then they begin to rot. They never actually ripen. So I tend to save myself the anguish of being teased with the promise of pear loveliness that ends in rotten disappointment. Last week I found some good pears. Read the rest of this entry »

May 1st, 2011 by Clarabella

Rhubarb, Vanilla and Sour Cream Crumb Cake

I can’t remember the last time I had rhubarb. When I think of this long, leafy plant (which is technically a vegetable and not a fruit) I think of the rhubarb crumble and custard that my mom used to make when we were kids. I love sour things (I eat lemon, much to the bewilderment of anyone nearby) and I always loved the contrast of the very tart rhubarb and the smooth, creamy custard.

My green-fingered neighbour Geri has an enormous pot of rhubarb growing in her back garden, and when I was over there last weekend, Kevin mentioned that they did not know what to do with it all. It was a monster of a plant.  I recalled that I had received a Delicious Magazine a while ago that had a few rhubarb recipes so I offered to take some off their hands and return it in the form of Rhubarb, Vanilla and Soured Cream Crumb Cake, and a Rhubarb and Orange Cheesecake. Kevin, being a huge fan of all things baked, jumped at the idea and on Friday they turned up at the door bearing a huge bunch of beautiful rhubarb, leaves and soil-covered stalks and all. Awesome 🙂 Read the rest of this entry »

April 8th, 2011 by Clarabella

Friends, and Strawberry Sorbet

Today, I’ve been thinking about friends, a lot. Not the TV series, but personal friends. I am not someone who has ever had loads of friends. I remember one day in high school, when the teacher was off, my class spent the lesson on the steps of the pool. All around me kids were laughing and chatting and being normal, and I sat there feeling alone. I even remember writing it down. How its possible to be surrounded by people, but still be completely alone. In fact, I generally spend my life feeling like I am an alien from another planet and therefore speak a different language and am on a completely different wavelength to the rest of the world. Occasionally I meet someone who must be from the same planet because I find that I can communicate with them, they don’t find me weird, and we get along. But that doesn’t happen often.

Maybe that is whay I have resported to talking to the black hole of the itnernet through this blog. If anyone is reading this, and if you don’t think I’m weird, then thank you. You’re great.

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March 29th, 2011 by Clarabella

Berry Breakfast Smoothie and Not a PB, but a PA

On Sunday I ran the Wilmslow Half Marathon. I had trained. I had worked for it. But still I was not as fast as I was in my last half marathon. That sucks. Not that I am usually fast at all, but I’m speaking relatively here. I honestly don’t think that I’m naturally built for running, but its something that I normally enjoy doing, and it allows me to eat cake. So its win win. 

If you have ever run any kind of race before, whether it be a 5k, a Half Marathon or the insanity that is a full Marathon, you will know that racing = pain.  In my case, 2 hours of pain. Which is how long it took me to run the 13.1m/21km. While running along for 2 hours, one has a lot of time to think. And at times I thought about the sports jelly beans I was shoving into my mouth at mile intervals, and wondering if they were doing anything apart from making me gag as I tried to swallow them with dehydrated mouth/throat. I also thought about the ‘carbo-loading’ preparation that I had done the week before and whether it offered any benefit or not.

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