January 9, 2014
Intense and exciting discussion with my daughter yesterday. Wide-eyed, bushy-tailed and feeling renewed from her recent travels, she's in the job market.
I've noticed how much she says she enjoyed frequenting little teahouses in England and how often she said she thought of me over there when sipping tea from quaint enticing little cottages. Not to mention some beautiful china pieces she brought home. Hmmmm.
I came right out and asked her yesterday. Would you like to start a 'teahouse' with me in the valley? Her eyes lit up. She does. We spent hours chatting away with all the possibilities. She jumped right on the net and started looking for quaint Queenslander-style houses. They're around! They exist. We just need to find THE one.
We'd be open for the weekend only - I'd cook during the week. She'd be waitress, decorator, helper. Her boyfriend (also in the job market) can be barista and general maintenance guy. He used to make coffee at Max Brenner. We'd use one of the rooms as a gallery with Nicka's work. She can go ballistic with making greeting cards, postcards, calendars, framed pics......and so on. As for my menu - I won't even begin. Haha.
Inception stage at the moment.....we do need Hubby's approval. When we're feeling slightly more armed with info - we'll pounce on him. Cross your fingers for us please...........x
January 2, 2014
How lucky do I feel?
My precious daughter brought home this precious tea set from Whitby in England. Sounds like it activated the stress scale quite a bit with having to make it home in one piece.
Make it home in one piece it did. It was the grand finale pressie for me on xmas day. As I lifted the lid off the beautifully packaged gold box, a piece of immaculate history stared back at me.
It's in extraordinary condition; I couldn't find a blemish. I'm told it was made sometime during the Edwardian Era making it over 100 years old.
I hold it, steadily, very steadily, and I imagine it was made before WW1 started, before the sinking of the Titanic and I wonder if this cups kind were served on the Titanic. Who knows?
And so a new chapter begins here with me in Australia. Will it ever be used - hmmm - I'm weary at this stage, but hopefully I'll muster the courage to use sip from it one day. I must!
Thank you darling daughter.
Love Mother x
December 13, 2013
|Here's the link to my recipe - December issue in the paper - it's delicious.|
White Chocolate Mousse & Rum 'n Raisin Chocolate Mousse
I probably won't blog again before Christmas. Like everyone, not enough done, lots to do, time is short.
So if you flit by, I'd like to wish you a - not a 'merry' christmas really - but a thoughtful one, with loads of appreciation and gratitude for the people you love and who love you.
A Christmas with laughs and memories, of people both present and passed. And pets too. We always bring up our long ago gone to doggy heaven "Rosie".
We all have 'heirloom' decorations that each of us has to put on the tree ourselves. I put up a cross for my Dad and a 'wreath' decoration for all the pets we've had. I'm so glad I started that tradition - it makes everyone feel connected.
I made a Christmas Day Menu for my lot and emailing it to them has left a smile on my face. I hadn't done that before - I hope it gets their juices flowing and makes them look forward to Christmas even more. And makes them gasp at all their mother does!! Truth is, I do more than is even listed and pictured too - but I love it and I don't get into a tizz with the pressure of it all. Wish I could say that's always been the case, but, sadly - it has got to me a few times. Happy to report, those days are over!!
And yes, mousse is on the menu!
I hope you have a meaningful Christmas.
December 9, 2013
Let's not forget the MOT(Men Out There)
High Tea at my friend Erica's House.
What a brilliant day! Our councillor attended, Erica provided the magnificent venue
and yours truly cooked absolutely everything -from scratch - holey moley!
|All my vintage china - happy to be used.|
|STAR OF THE HIGH TEA TABLE|
|I was just too busy to get around and take photos of everything. Sigh..|
Someone called me 'crazy'
Another called me 'angel'.
|Happy Singing in the Hills.|
WHAT A WEEK OF
- took it out of me, but I did it!
Just in case you're wondering - I did it all for free.
And everyone felt the love.
Can't ask for anymore than that.
November 24, 2013
How silly can I be. I know that one of the cooking "no no's" in humid weather is to make meringue.
Still, I went ahead but this time I made an Italian Meringue - I had to take something to an afternoon tea and I rather fancied making my Lemon Meringue Slice.
I took instruction from the lovely Brydie with her Lemon Meringue Pie, well, at least for the Italian Meringue topping. I made my own base and filling and then set about with the meringue.
If it wasn't for the moisture in the air, I think it'd be pretty darn perfect. It still did a 'slider' in the car as my friend Sue negotiated the corners with me yelling at her 'take it easy'. No matter. Upon arrival I asked the hostess for a knife and 'slid' the meringue squares that decided to go for a wander back onto their lemony foundations. All good. Rave reviews.
So I reckon she's a keeper. Certainly appears to be far more stable than the regular meringue. Thanks Brydie for the Italian Meringue Recipe. I'm sure in ideal weather conditions it's bang on.
October 13, 2013
Last trip back from Gundy, Hubby brought home a bag of wheat grain.
A search on the net; a flour mill nabbed. It travelled half way round the country to get here - thanks Issy for bringing it up from Melbs.
The time had come. He set up the mill; fed it with grain and what do you know - whole wheat flour came out.
That's where I come in. Our bread maker was in Gundy; so yours truly had to use her hands.
Seems like it took nearly all day; proving, watching; knead; proving, watching; knead. Bake.
The truth? Taste wise not too bad except for that I added too much salt. It wasn't elastic enough and a bit gluey. If I ate too much I'd get indigestion for sure.
Next day it seemed better. Pieces plonked with some beetroot and pistachio dip and it was pretty darn nice actually.
There is however, room for improvement. Much more improvement. The net tells me there is oil in freshly milled whole wheat hence the need to refrigerate.
That was exactly two weeks ago. I really should have had another go by now; but; grrrrrr; I'm not a natural when it comes to bread. Still; another loaf is on the agenda; maybe next Sunday?
I sit here chuckling to myself as I think of Hubby, son and property manager out there harvesting the barley. I'll eat my hat if Hubby doesn't walk through the door with - you guessed it - a bag of barley.
|Hubby emails with a pic of the barley - oooh exciting!|
I haven't even come close to mastering the bread yet. Somehow I suspect it won't be long before I'll be on the journey to making whiskey next. Bluddy Hell. Yikes!!