Domestic Goddess In Training
I have an issue with my oven. It’s cack. I know this because it turns out rubbish cakes. Roasts and biscuits and home-made pizza it likes but it has a problem with cakes. This is a shame because anyone that knows me knows that cake is a major part of my life and my midriff.
I did make the lemon cupcakes …
but they came out with hard biscuity tops. They taste good and they look good though so all ok at this stage. Next in my recipe it says pour the rose water icing over. Now I can’t blame this next bit on my oven. The picture in the book looks sophisticated: subtle pink icing delicately drizzled on with crystalized rose petals floating daintily on top. Well, ahem. I did put a photo of mine here but they looked so much like a bunch of toddlers had an accident that I have deemed the picture too offensive and taken it down. Let’s just hope I can pretend that R made them.
Cakemare also happened with R’s birthday carrot cake last week. Nearly burnt to a crisp on top in the oven but - help - still wobbling crazily underneath. Managed to get it cooked through by covering the top with greaseproof to stop it browning (thanks mum in law for the tip!) but then my cream cheese icing went all runny and had to replace it with butter icing which dragged all the cake crumbs along with it threatening a pebble dash appearance. Managed to bring it back from the brink again by carefully sculpting the icing with my hands. I quite enjoyed that – they would have called it “messy play” at R’s nursery. A few sliced strawberries hid the nightmare at the bottom and hey presto, got away with it by the skin of my teeth:
Don’t think you need to watch your back yet Nigella
Things Happen In 3s?
Oh dear. P fell this morning whilst DIYing and smashed a picture frame. Now we have a flat tyre. Wondering what the 3rd calamity may be. That is if you don’t count me not catching R at the bottom of the slide this morning and her landing on her bot in the mud – ouch!
Hoping to make some scrummy lemon cupcakes with rosewater icing this afto for our family day tomorrow…
up late again
I’ve had a sneaky slurp of the bullace (wild plum) vodka tonight to see if it was tasty enough to give some to my brother as a belated xmas prez. Yum! It tasted of cherries. I’m going to leave the rest of the fruit steeping nicely for another few months…
I was looking for some inspiration for how to bottle it up (and the sloe gin that I’m yet to make) so was googling for some images of home-made liqueurs. Just come across this amazing blog which has the most beautiful pics of homemade food, homemade drink, homemade well just about everything.
Images of stylish dinner parties in a new york apartment, exquisite handmade gifts for friends.



Who is this creative genius? Turns out it’s not only me that thinks so. She’s originally from the UK and an award winning designer. And she grew up in Brum! So I’ve sent her a note to tell her she’s brill. I expect she’ll be green with envy when she reads I used to live in Redditch…


