Showing posts with label cooking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cooking. Show all posts

Monday, 1 April 2013

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My baby girl turned 2 today.



We celebrated with cupcakes



And cake pops - its cake coated in chocolate - who wouldn't jump on that trend bandwagon.


 in a dress made by mummy (don't let the watermelon fool you, she ate a. lot. of sugary goodness too)


and had a little joint part with a gorgeous girly who will be 2 tomorrow!


I struggle with her birthday. I took a couple of moments with my baby to remember. To remember how blessed we are, how scared we were and how tiny she was.


I always think of my self as a preemie parent and can't help but wonder if this will change. Will the day come when I look back on her birth and not feel so overwhelmed. Overwhelmed with grief, sadness and longing. The gift of being a preemie parent is that you are so damn grateful. For every look, hug, step, word and smile. 

Happy Birthday sweet girl xx

Saturday, 4 August 2012

With a baby on my hip...

This recipe for mandarinalade popped into my reader from Foxs Lane this week. I knew I had some oranges and ruby grapefruit's deteriorating in the fruit bowl, and I L.O.V.E marmalade so I decided to adventure along into the world of jam making.


I knew because of the piping hot fruit/sugar mixture that would be bubbling away on the stove that I wanted to make this while the baby was sleeping, and having read through the recipe I thought that it sounded achievable. How naive and optimistic am I!? 

I thought about mopping the kitchen floors first, they were feeling a bit sticky under foot, but I just put some shoes on and planned on doing it later. Thank god for my laziness. If you have recently mopped your floors - don't make marmalade. Unless you are amazing at never spilling anything, your floors are going to get juicy and later marmaladey.

I followed the recipe pretty closely, except I had 3 ruby grapefruits and 5 oranges so I added the juice of two lemons and the zest from one. In the future I might just throw the lemons into the mix, it seems wasteful, now, that I just put the discarded rinds in the trash rather then letting it bubble and simmer in the marmalade.  The baby woke up just as I was getting ready to blend my fruit, yay. Not to mention that La La Love Hubby broke my blender in the move, so I had to use my food processor - which is tiny. I had to precut the fruit to get it in the bowl of the food processor, and I had to do it one at a time... Are you starting to see why things got messy... So with a baby on my hip I'm ladling out one piece of fruit at a time, mutilating it chopping it into food processer appropriate sizes and then putting it into the food processor, whizzing it and tipping it into a separate container. Fun... yes? I will make a small note about using a food processor - don't run it for too long, or you'll just end up with pulp. I also held back a ruby grapefruit and orange that I finely sliced to keep more texture in my marmalade.

I measured it out, added the appropriate amount of sugar all with a baby on my hip. I was stirring, patiently waiting for the sugar to dissolve when the baby on my hip decided she was hungry and started trying to claw my top off. So once the sugar dissolved I set the timer to 20 mins, feed the baby and was finally able to pop her on the floor. I was so excited when that buzzer went off to check my marmalade. It wasn't ready... I just let it bubble away some more and checked it 5 minutes later.... still not ready. I kept checking it for the next hour and it still wasn't ready. Not only that, it was starting to get dark! I hastily turned the temp down, but it was too late. My marmalade was dark. 

20 minutes later I put a frantic call in to my mum. She told me to put lemon in to help thicken it (I thought lemon was just for flavour-but there you go, it has a purpose) and I told her it already had lemon in it, she talked about dashing to the store for jam setter... and I envisaged the house burning to the ground in a sticky marmalade mess. She asked how long it had been on for and when I told her over an hour she laughed at me and told me to call again in another hour if it still wasn't setting. Another 45 minutes or so later and my jam was finally ready to be bottled. 

That's right, if it has a lot of liquid (and mine did in order to cover all the fruit) then its going to need to simmer away all afternoon. So my quick project actually took about 4 hours from start to finish. The hardest part was jarring it. I, in a rare moment of thoughtfulness, had a tray I sat the jars on to fill, which caught any slops and spills - of which there were plenty. The hardest part was the baby wanted back on my hip, around the piping hot marmalade I was already clumsily spooning into jars with both hands free. Not to mention the piping hot jars fresh out of the oven. So I did what anyone would do... bribed her with the tupperware cupboard and biscuits. This wasn't working brilliantly so I had to sweeten the deal with music on my iPhone. There was still lots of crying and yelling, and just when I thought I might join in... I was finished. Due to pure exhaustion and a new found hatred of my stove all plans of cooking dinner and doing some baking were immediately cancelled. Mopping the floors - meh. 



I did enjoy some delicious marmalade on toast for breckie this morning - it might be a little dark but it is still scrumptious! And I may mop the floors later today - who knows!

So in hindsight - if you use a lot of water to cover your fruit, expect to be a salve to your stove all afternoon... maybe don't add all the liquid back. I'm not a jam/marmalade expert so I have no idea if this is an ideal solution. Secondly, don't expect to get anything done while your baby is sleeping, it just never happens. Thirdly if you have a lot of fruit/liquid like I did, don't have it on high, your jam may burn or end up going dark like mine did. A medium, bubbling simmer should work just as well. Fourthly - don't make such a giant batch if your the only one in your house who eats marmalade - like I am. If I'm knocking on your door soon you better believe I'm bringing a jar of marmalade with me.

And lastly feel proud of all the things you can accomplish with a baby on your hip. I am woman hear me roar!! 

What things have you managed to do with a baby on your hip? I love seeing your comments. If you don't have a baby and want to know what its like to have one, tie a 10 kilo sack of flour to one arm and go about your daily business. It should give you the general idea.

Tuesday, 17 July 2012

A New Year's Eve Party



Okay, so straight off the bat I have to own up to a little personal bias about this entry By Mrs. Roseann Johnston, state winner for Tasmania. I'm a fellow Tassie girl, so everything she says must be pure genius ;)

Being keen sailors Roseann's party is set early in the evening, prior to going to their yacht clubs ball and then making their way to the pier at midnight in order to watch the end of the Sydney to Hobart Yacht Race. So their dinner is very formal, given that everyone is dressed for the ball. I can't help but be drawn to the romanticism of ball gowns, an elegant meal, cocktails and then dancing. Their are so few opportunities to truly dress up now. And I love clothes, and dressing up. Its something I never really out grew.

Roseann recommends wearing a pretty apron to protect your gown while in the kitchen-but this is to be wworn in the kitchen only. It's such a different mindset, everything must be up to appearances-even those things that none of your guests will see. I love it though, pretty things brighten up my day. 

She also recommends a list on the day of the dinner party to keep yourself on track and provides her list as an example.  Her list makes me want to have a panic attack.  Her morning list alone has 11 items - including an appointment to get her hair set!  She must get up at the crack of dawn. She would be disgusted with my house keeping skills (or lack thereof) I'm sure.  Reading through her to do list makes me tired and removes some of the rose tint from my pre ball dinner party glasses.

Onto the food. The menu for their new years eve party begins with a soup course - consommé (from a can). Can you even buy canned consommé any more?.. . The fish course is Crayfish d'Entrecasteaux, followed by flaming orange fillet, jacket potatoes and asparagus for mains. Dessert is Hazelnut cake with Raspberries and Ice Cream followed b cheese and biscuits and coffee and liquers. After consuming all that food you would definitely need to dance it all off.

I'd love to try her ice cream recipe. I might hit the stores this week to give it ago.

Ice Cream

1 14 oz can evaporated milk
2 level teaspoons gelatine
6 level tablespoons of castor sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla essence

Thoroughly chill the evaporated milk. Soften gelatine in a little water and dissolve over boiling water.  Whip milk at high speed until doubled in volume. Gradually add the sugar, vanilla and dissolved gelatine. Pour into trays and freeze.

I'll let you know how it goes! If you make the recipe I'd love to hear all about it!