Sunday, August 30, 2015

The Agrarian Kitchen's Vintage Baking Class.

Butter Haters avert your eyes, because  yesterday my girlfriends R, P, H and I baked our little hearts out at the vintage baking class at the gorgeous Agrarian Kitchen.
I'm not going to lie- it was pretty intense. Kind of like Lord of the Flies without the conch shell. And a hell of a lot more Butter. We went through kilos of the stuff and 12 dozen eggs! 
Between them, these two baked 8 things:
 It was kind of freezing. Which I luffed.
 This carrot cake was 11/10 and it really was Ye Olde Vintage Baking because we mixed and grated everything by hand.
Vegetarians don't be afraid but this is Suet. I know. That's something you don't see every day.
 And it really did provide a superior pastry for the jam roly poly. 
 What it lacked in perfection it made up for in taste. I lived on the edge and used marmalade. Try it. You won't be disappointed.
 Hardcore Cook Book Envy:
 This was a black berry short bread tart that you needed 500 grams of sour cream and 5 cups of flour to make:
 It was Delicious. And the last word in Comfort.
Anyway, it was exhausting but fun. Stay well and Bake Hard.

Monday, August 24, 2015


These hippeastrums flowered last in 2013. I know. Fingers and toes they get the urge this year.
Meanwhile, Lee Remmick looks beautiful here:
Does anyone else remember watching her as Kate in that 80s miniseries The Mistral's Daughter?
("You my dear are the Mistral's Daughter")
There's a line in it where Nadine, Kate's spoilt daughter with Mistral hits her mother up for cash, whinging that her daily hairdressing bills alone are killing her.
We're in the sign of Virgo now (all those acts of service) but I forgot to give a shout out to some wonderful Leos during the Festival-
My great grandparents:
And W's daughter L who turned 4 on the weekend.
I usually bake a yogurt cake with my son, but we were out of yogurt and my regular substitute sour cream too. But don't panic. Because luckily we had a block of Philadelphia cream cheese in the fridge (because frankly, you never know when the urge to make a cheesecake will hit). So I invented this recipe by adapting a few others and it was delicious, delicious I tell you.
I threw a block of cream cheese, 125 g butter, 1 cup of sugar, 3 eggs, 1 1/2 cups sr flour, vanilla, juice of a tiny lemon, zest of a tiny lemon, and 2 giant heaped teaspoons of almond meal in the mixer and baked it for 150 degrees for an hour and 20 minutes in my unreliable and moody oven that cannot seem to bake evenly.
Hello lovely pound cake arrangement!
Bake it and get back to me.
And can I just say Well Done Jason Day! Sometimes, gambling pays off.
Vegetarians Do Not Look Away!
Because I cooked some Kale. I know. I have no idea who I am anymore either. On Food Safari Portugal the other day someone made a kale side dish with finely chopped kale, breadcrumbs, pine nuts and truckloads of olive oil. Inspired, I hopped on the bandwagon too. All those vitamins.
Said Yes to Thin Food.
Might channel Babette and make some blinis later on.
I'm almost finished my Churchills book and I really don't want it to end. What a fantastic read. I really hope to visit Chartwell one day, as well as Blenheim. Their websites say they have lots of food options  (the 3 course Sunday lunch with champagne at Blenheim looks particularly attractive) and good gift shops too. I love the Churchill War Rooms museum and in London. I've been twice- once on my own and once with my sisters (they loved it too). Want to see that again one day too. If you haven't been you should because it's fascinating. Thank God we have all this stuff preserved for us so that we get to  see it all with our own eyes.
This photo was taken in 2012 when my little boy was 1 and a half. It seems like 5 minutes ago. Can he really be starting school in less than 6 months?
I love this photo of Bunny Mellon's home in Antigua. Apparently Tori Burch owns it now.
Cheerio. And Stay Busy. And maybe say Yes to a few Acts of Service like a good Virgo would.

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