Saturday, June 9, 2018
Perfect quilting weather!
Wednesday, March 8, 2017
Tasting all the foods
Thursday, April 24, 2014
Easy Peasy Apple Sour Cream Slice
Ingredients
A plain vanilla packet cake mix. The cheap ones work just fine, or you can substitute a gluten-free cake mix.
1 cup coconut
125g butter
1 egg
250g sour cream
440g can of pie apples
Nutmeg to sprinkle on top
Directions
Set your oven to 180 degrees C.
Melt 125g butter and combine with the coconut and packet cake mix in a bowl.
Line a greased slice tray with Glad Bake and press the mixture evenly into the base. I use a cool, dry metal spoon for this.
In another bowl whisk an egg with the sour cream.
Add a 440g can of pie apples. If the apples are too chunky you might like to mash them first, but not too finely.
Mix gently to combine.
Pour this over the base in the slice tray, and sprinkle with nutmeg.
Bake for approximately half an hour.
This yummy slice can be enjoyed warm as a dessert, served with ice cream, or cold cut into smaller pieces to nibble with coffee. Enjoy!
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Good food, friends, family, and a little fabrication
That was my Easter, a million times better than the last one.
Only in retrospect can I appreciate how truly wretched I was feeling at this time last year, still numb with shock from Boak's untimely death, surrounded by towers of removalist boxes, tearfully watching pieces of precious (to me) furniture leaving my home in the hands of eBay buyers, and rattling around in a large rectory with draughts, dust and overflowing drains, the collateral damage from major bathroom renovations.
As an unashamed non-cook these days, I can't believe how much food came from my kitchen over the course of the four days of Easter.
First was a crockpot of pumpkin soup, my contribution to our church's Maundy Thursday supper. With the help of Glad Wrap under the lid and my 'old lady trolley' I managed to wheel it down to the car and get it there without losing a drop in transit!
Easter Day's morning tea at church called for something sweet, and with Anzac Day approaching I baked a batch of our Aussie favourite, Anzac biscuits.
My sister and I have started a tradition of bringing afternoon tea to our mother on Easter Day, and this year our brother Phil, and sister-in-law Judy, joined us. My other brother, David, was unavoidably detained on Mount Everest :-)
The Easter Bunny even put in an appearance.
Someone might have gone a little crazy with the yellow chickens - and there wasn't a child in sight!
More of my Anzac biscuits and an Apple Sour Cream Slice were my contributions to the fare. I just had to share this picture of one of my two pretty Prue Trollope oven mitts, a housewarming gift from Di B last year and pressed into service in a big way this weekend.
The Apple Sour Cream Slice is my easy, go-to recipe whenever something sweet is called for. Its crunchy biscuity base combines well with the soft, creamy apple topping and as it cooks the aroma of nutmeg wafts through the house in such a comforting way.
On Monday I made it again, this time in a gluten free version to take to an informal dinner party. I'll post the recipe shortly.
In between all this cooking (and eating) I managed to put the finishing touches to my knitted Peppa Pig. Appropriate, eh?
To top it off the sun shone for an Indian summer, and the wonders of modern horticultural trickery gave us potted golden daffodils blooming in autumn.
How was your Easter?
Wednesday, February 26, 2014
Super-cool Sunday
After a week of information exotic animal overload and excitement it was relaxing to just put my iTunes playlist on at top volume, bop to the strains of tunes like "Happy", "Riptide" "Corner of the Earth", "Night Fever" and "Get Lucky", and become acquainted with this little gadget.
We weren't alone in the garden as we washed our clothes. There was a camera shy warthog. Probably just as well since warthogs have faces only a mother warthog would love.
A pretty little bush buck and her mate who were quite happy to graze nearby.
This one just stood and watched me, even when I walked back and forth past him.
Families of banded mongoose scurried through from time to time.
Finally the cheeky baboons had to get in on the act, checking out the washing on the line.
Sarah lives in a very basic little house in the spacious grounds of a safari lodge, well away from the guest accommodation. The lodge is currently closed, this being the quietest time of the year for tourism. So in the afternoon, with no one around, we walked down to the river front.
It's ok, Sarah's house is well back from the water where neither crocs nor hippos wander. Still, I don't think I'll be venturing down there after dark.
We walked back via the Nature Trail.
I didn't get bitten by a snake, but I did step on a prickly acacia branch and managed to skewer my foot on a long thorn, right through the sole of my joggers. Not a problem (so far).
You're wondering about those putzi flies, aren't you?
It seems these nasty bugs like to lay their eggs on washing left out to dry on the line, and the only way to kill them is to iron every piece of clothing that will touch the skin before wearing it. If this isn't done the eggs burrow deep into your tissue where they cause boils. Then the larvae hatch and move around beneath your skin causing you grief until they're mature enough to dig their way out (or can be excised).
Nice 😟