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 »
When one buys a big bunch of bananas with the intention of eating them in a healthy way, sometimes one does not make it through all of them before they get to the edge of the usability ledge. So last week, I had this big bunch of bananas, that for some or other reason I did not manage to munch my way through. And as I am loathe to throw food away, what else could I do but make banana bread out of them. Due to the sheer number of bananas that were slowly browning in my fruit bowl, I had the pleasure of not just 1 but 2 banana breads. And in the interest of interesting, they had to be transformed into 2 different banana breads. Why do 1 when you can do 2?
The first bread I knew had to be my favourite, Joy the Baker’s Peanut Butter Banana Bread. Just with a couple of little tweaks. I roasted the bananas as the other banana bread recipe called for roasted bananas and I found the concept fun. I also added chocolate chips. How could I not. So its Peanut Butter Chocolate Chip Roasted Banana Banana Bread. What a mouthful! Read the rest of this entry »
It was my birthday on Friday. I’m not sure how I feel about my birthday. I’m not overly keen on the getting older pat. I am now in the last year of my 20’s after all. But if I separate it from that, its ok. Its a day I can enjoy, celebrate the things that I love about my life, and spend time with the people I love as well. Its also an excuse to make a big,
bad beautiful cake (if I do say so myself).
Since I purchased Sky High I definitely have a baker’s crush, on this book and the faceless people who wrote it. They are talented and they love cake. My kind of people. If I was on the same continent I might like to meet them so that I could shake their hands and tell them they have created a very cool, very inspirational book. Alisa, Peter, you rock.
So armed with my very valid excuse to make cake, I browsed through the gorgeous book, ooh-ing and aah-ing at pretty much each and every recipe. I mean, how is a girl supposed to pick just one when they are all so beautiful?? So, to help me narrow down the choice I decided to not go with chocolate, and to choose something different. Something nobody at work (yes, I was making this for people at work and not people at my huge birthday party. Because I didn’t have a huge birthday party. I’m ok with no party. I private partied. Sheesh my colleagues are a spoiled lot!) had ever seen before.
And then my eyes fell on the Pina Colada Cake. It had rum. I was almost convinced right there. It had pineapple and coconut. It was pretty. I’ve never seen a Pina Colada cake before. It would be a challenge. Sold.
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Foreword: I haven’t been able to run properley for over a week. I rested for a week and a half and I tried running on Saturday, and it hurt. I tried again on Sunday hoping that it may have been my imagination, and it still hurt. What the heck!? I just go over shin splints and now this random pain. I will have to self medicate with chocolate and then go and get my legs pummeled by Mr Physio Guy.
I like my morning coffee. I’m not a big coffee drinker and its generally the only coffee I will have in the day, but its part of my routine and there is something comforting and gently awakening about the warm, creamy drink that makes the day start ok. No matter how grey and dreary it is outside, not matter how late I woke up after the alarm went off, no matter what
trials joys I know the day has in store for me, no matter whether I forgot my lunch, again. Its ok. I have my warm, frothy, soothing coffee. Read the rest of this entry »
My favourite word fo the day, discovered reading an article by Julie Powell that I randomly came across online: stultifying – to make, or cause to appear, foolish or ridiculous. To render absurdly or wholly futile or ineffectual, especially by degrading or frustrating means: Menial work can stultify the mind.
Awesome word. I like learning new words. The English language is like a bottomless cup of coffee, just when you think you’ve had all you can, you get topped up and you miraculously find room for more, and its delicious.
I have to confess, I am a bit of a brownie addict. And it has become somthing of a mission of mine to make as many different variations of chocolate brownies as I can get my hands on. So when I came across the Fat Witch Brownies cook book when I was making my last self-indulgent-multiple-unnecessary-cookbook purchase, I had to have it. Even though it had to ship all the way from the states and took a few weeks to get here. I was worth the wait.
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