Yeah, it's chilly. Well, sort of. I mean, not to brag, but we never reeeeally get that chilly here in Brisbane. We get sunshine and brisk mornings and the opportunity to wear socks from time to time. Winter suits us. It's our best season. I've been in two minds about whether to post this cake, because I made one glaringly obvious mistake, and I'm embarrassed about it. It's my trees... my . . .
...aka the world's best fruit toast. I have decided it's time to blog some bread, because I've been baking a lot of it recently... like, every second day. Obsessed doesn't even begin to describe it. There are *sooo* many different ways of approaching making a loaf of sourdough bread, but one thing that seems to be common across the board is it ain't ready in a couple of hours. It takes a . . .
I feel as though my life lately has been controlled by the schedule of baking bread. Folding and resting and folding and resting, proving, baking, toasting, eating, turning the stale bits into croutons, each time learning something new about the whole process. I've been budding bits of my sourdough starter and forcing it onto my friends so that we can talk about bread. I've forsaken all other . . .
It's been two weeks since my last blog post, and I'm bringing you soup. Brisbane has entered its proper winter phase. Things that signal winter has arrived: - people start wearing maroon-coloured jerseys around town, meaning State of Origin is upon us - the open air ice-skating rink appears in King George Square - the golden orb spiders have all but disappeared from sight / been eaten by . . .
Things I've done lately: 1. Read Fifty Shades :/ 2. Wee bit of honeymoon planning 3. Discovered I'm incredibly talented at Snapchatting (follow me, I'm hans_whit) 4. Went to a very boozy wedding of a dear friend and came out alive... 5. Inspired by Erin, I purchased a sourdough starter from Clare, because I kept botching my own attempts to create a starter from scratch. I'm now completely . . .
Hot drinks all day and constantly preheating the oven - that's how I would describe the last week or so. I feel like I should maybe pay for more of our household's electricity bill than the other housemates? So much baking and boiling of the kettle... I made these pistachio orange biscotti for the sole purpose of Maths dude and me having something to dip into our morning coffee. Mornings are a . . .
Last night I headed to a PepTalk with Josie. The highlight was Lara Nobel's talk. She's an architect, carpenter and all round boss lady who, along with her boyfriend and carpentry trainer, designed and built a Tiny House . It was fascinating hearing her explain the design concepts behind the house and how different it is from a caravan! It is so great to see the tiny house idea burgeoning right . . .
This month is preserving month (for #CBpreserves!), but in hindsight I think it would have been better to preserve things in March or April when we still had nectarines and mangoes and peaches. The end-of-summer fruit haul is already over. The citrus fruit and persimmons are here, along with apples, pears and pumpkins. This means: citrus curds and butters, pear or apple pastes to have with cheese, . . .
I have taken on the somewhat crazy task of making my own wedding cake. As someone who has generally shied away from layer cakes and fiddly frosting techniques and any kind of buttercream in general, THIS IS REALLY QUITE BIG. Because our wedding is essentially going to be a hipster picnic in the park, I don't think the guests will mind if we serve my fallback option, which is a couple of bundt . . .
Mum lives on the Sunshine Coast - at a beach close to Noosa, so almost a two-hour drive from Brisbane - so this Mother's Day we converged at the halfway point between our two cities. It wasn't a glamorous affair: the only cafe open had already finished serving food by 1 pm, the only bakery was nearly out of stock, so we ended up at McCafe, where it seemed like the rest of the town was too. I . . .