Sunday, 29 April 2007
Self Saucing Pudding
We were given a bag of freshly picked passionfruits, and with all my training as "chef's little helper", I thought I'd just whip up a cake as I waited for my lasagne to bake.
I beat that little cake with my bare hands, no mix masters or hand held electric mixers - no no no, this was Country Woman's Association style. So when it had been in for 15mins and had achieved a text book golden brown colour I flipped it out onto the cooling rack, trying to exceed myself by not leaving wire marks on the cake's surface. I noticed that it was squishy but took that for spongy or moist - as B used to say. But before I could gloat: 'Just Call Me Martha', a tsunami of cake batter came flooding towards me. Needless to say Mum and PJ were in hysterics.
Cellar Door Update
We finished painting the door. However I haven't been game to tell them it reminds me of an area of Amsterdam I once saw.
PJ's now started with the paving ...
Mum and I resting our legs during the Garden Tour in Pittsworth.
"How's the serenity?"
"How's the serenity?"
Mad Hatter's Tea Party
[standing over Franky's body]
Bad Boy Lincoln: What has he got a tea cozy on his head for?
Sol: [sarcastic] To keep his head warm.
Bad Boy Lincoln: Well, what's the matter with him?
Vinny: He's been shot in the face, Lincoln. I would've thought that was obvious.
Compliments of Snatch quotes.
All shades of green
Naturally placed river rocks, agapanthus and spring bulbs at Bunnyconnellen.
Later that week I was telling Dad about my gardening plans and asked him why he wasn't interested in having a green thumb. He informed me that he already has a green thumb;
it's just a 40f gyral air seeder behind a 300 hp tractor - in a BIG 'garden'!
Tuesday, 3 April 2007
It's show time...
Barry sent me these photos taken with his mobile phone:
Chef's little helper:
"eat me" said the chocolate truffle
"no" said C
"but I'm so dark and creamy"
"no, it's unprofessional"
"but you're only a helper!"
"ahh" - munch munch. sigh.
Making pasta for staff lunch (B and I always knew the right time to drop in)
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