Tuesday, May 03, 2011

Kneading, muffins and batter.

1. I am still getting to know bread dough -- I'm looking out for the silky texture I'm supposed to achieve by kneading. I'm noticing the way it changes under my hands from a mix of ingredients to a single object, podgy and quite definitely alive.

2. Popping muffins out of citrus-coloured silicon bakeware.

3. The secret to toad-in-the-hole is so simple -- get the pan shimmering hot, and then pour in the batter.
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Winter is passing, toad in the hole and mulled wine.

1. It is cold (although less chill than it has been) and cloudy (although less grey than it has been) and a robin sings loudly from the top ...

  • Bee, green beans and movie night.
    1. An enormous fat bumble bee at work. She is so bulky that she can knock dead blossoms out of the way as she gets right in to the new jasmi...
  • Midsummer, feeding and cakes.
    1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
  • As needed, forgotten cake and syrup.
    1. I promised myself I wouldn't moan and grumble about it -- but I do. And as if by magic, a very kind friend produces the required blaz...