So, you may have started growing in your garden/allotment, only to be surprised at how much you’ve ended up with! Or maybe you’re just thinking, ‘Oh, X is in season…but what do I do with it?’. Well, in our second allotment year, and with 12 weeks at Ballymaloe Cookery School behind me, I’d want to know what to do with all those delicious raw ingredients. Follow me through the seasons to find out. Continue reading “What to do with all those….strawberries”
Sometimes, things don’t go quite as you planned. It was a quiet day at the allotment, Francis was sunning himself in a bucket, while his neglectful parents went for ‘a turn about the garden’ and got held up helping a bird trapped in netting.
On returning, no Francis. Following further sleuthing by Mr. WB, one guilty dog and rescue operation later…. so hospital admission for poor Francis. He’s still smiling though!
So far, the theatre adaptation of Louise O’Neill’s ‘Asking for It‘ has been gathering positive reviews, bordering on gushing, from media and audience alike. I’m beginning to think I’m the only one who might not fully agree. Continue reading “‘Asking for It’- Everyman Theatre”
Some things are just deceptively simple. I had a very lazy ‘cooking afternoon’ last Wednesday, but still turned out plates of both crackers and florentines. Both recipes involved little more than weigh, stir and spread before baking.
The Swedish Seed Crackers are somewhat addictive (might be my love all things edibly seed-y, or the little bit of added salt). Continue reading “Stirring it up”
‘ Are there not little chapters in everybody’s life, that seem to be nothing, and yet affect all the rest of the history?’
Indeed Mr. Thackeray, indeed.
‘Vanity Fair’ is the best known of Thackeray’s works, none of which I had previously read. The book follows the fate of two friends, privileged Amelia Sedley, and Rebecca Sharp, of more humble origins, as they graduate from Miss Pinkerton’s Academy for Young Ladies to make their way in the world. Or rather, to have the world and their futures arranged for them, as was more the custom in the 1830s. Continue reading “Vanity Fair-William Thackeray”
I can’t remember the first time I ate a bagel. I probably felt very exotic & American! I had ample opportunity to indulge in ‘proper’ bagels during my J1 summer in Boston, but since becoming a coeliac, it hasn’t been quite the same.
Perhaps I should just accept that you can’t replicate everything in gluten-free form, and look at all the things I can eat instead of focusing on my restrictions. However, learning to make oodles of different breads at Ballymaloe made me rather stubborn and determined that anything you can eat, I can bake and eat without gluten. Continue reading “Oh boy oh bagel”
Wally Lamb, I’m disappointed. I read ‘I Know This Much Is True’ a year or two ago, and once again raided my mother’s bookshelves to start ‘The Hour I First Believed’, a big heft of a book. Opening with the Columbine school shooting, it follows the (fictional) aftermath for Caelum Quirk and his wife Maureen. Continue reading “The Hour I First Believed- Wally Lamb”
It seems that my baking has all been destined for mouths other than mine lately. While I can comment on how lovely the end result looks, I haven’t had a chance to taste either of these recipes!
My first is from Yotam Ottolenghi & Helen Goh’s book ‘Sweet’: blackberry and star anise friands (or just blackberry friands if you don’t have any star anise).
Being the bit of a nerd that I am, I was rather excited about a new method of baking- browning the butter first, then adding it to the combined dry ingredients and slightly frothed egg whites. It all worked very nicely, and I had fun with the purple-y blackberry icing. There’s only 60g flour in the recipe, and it worked fine with gluten-free flour. I may not have tasted them myself, but they did get a professional chef’s approval!
Meanwhile, getting my work colleagues’ approval was the Happy Pear’s chocolate mousse cake. It was filled with butter (the boys use margarine), sugar and chocolate, so no wonder! Ground almonds in this, so another one to make the coeliacs happy.
Just have to start baking some cakes for myself now (says the girl who still has Christmas cake & pudding in the freezer….)
I’ve been living in Cork for over 15 years now. It took quite a while to grow on me. Maybe I didn’t fully appreciate it until new starts following my return from a year in London, and finally finding a life for myself- ‘You have to bloom where you’re planted’ in the words of a work acquaintance. Continue reading “A Bear’s View of Cork”
If absence makes the heart grow fonder, my readers must be feeling very fond indeed.
Yes, it’s been a while (though not as long as I’d feared) since I posted. A combination of student placement and extra hours at work, following by Christmas preparations, general laziness, and holiday preparations meant that you’ve all been somewhat neglected.
Not to worry- all will soon be remedied. Nothing like being laid up on the sofa with a miserable cold to help catch up on some writing!