Cherry coconut porridge

I have yet to find my rhythm. 
As someone who likes to know how the movie ends before seeing it, and who takes joy in creating routines and organising, my current completely random and spontaneous days make me feel as though my head is spinning. My daughter, bless her, is a very irregular kid; trying to mould her into a schedule is like trying to shape dry sand - frustratingly difficult. 
Because I can never truly know what to expect on any given day, things like blogging have once again become luxuries that I can barely scrounge up enough time for. So, once again, this will be the last post for now. 

However, I still manage to post daily on my Instagram account. So feel free to follow that :)  - http://instagram.com/greedygourmand

Greedy Gourmand

Cherry coconut porridge

1.5cups oats

4 tablespoons chia seed

3-4cups of coconut drinking milk

3 tablepoons raw cacao

pinch of stevia

coconut shavings

cherries (fresh or frozen)

dark chocolate shavings

maple syrup

Combine oats, chia, coconut milk, cacao and stevia in a saucepan. Bring to a boil over medium heat and then simmer over lower heat until oats are cooked.

Pour into a bowl and top with coconut shavings, cherries, dark chocolate shavings and maple syrup to taste.

Eggplant with Buttermilk Sauce

“I sit beside the fire and think 

Of all that I have seen

Of meadow flowers and butterflies

In summers that have been

Of yellow leaves and gossamer

In autumns that there were

With morning mist and silver sun

And wind upon my hair

- J.R.R Tolkien

Here we are, nestled within my favourite season; wrapped in toasty sun-kissed arms, the crisp air tickling our cheek as we inhale the scent of freshly sprinkled dew upon emerald blades of grass. I tend to spend the largest amount of time dilly-dallying in nature during Autumn; I find the air itself invigorating and each day seems to be filled with the most wonderful of possibilities. 

Today I happened to witness the sweetest of moments. Whilst seeing her daddy off to work, my littlest one sat down upon the step where her feet chanced to brush against the tip of a golden leaf. After she took a moment to observe the situation, our front porch was filled with sounds of crackles and tinkling laughter as she delighted in crunching the fallen leaves beneath her chubby toes. My husband, who was still in the driveway, asked me if I had shown her how to do that. '"No," I replied. "Hmpf, I guess some things are just in our DNA'," was his response. I considered that a lovely thought; perhaps we are born to  find joy simply in the stomping of  rustling leaves.

prep time: 5mins. (do all other prep while eggplant cooks)
cooking time: 55mins.
total: 1 hour.

taste: 3-4/5. This one didn't appeal to all.

I personally, thought it was lovely, especially as it took very minimal effort to make. I liked the smoky eggplant against the sweet pomegranate, warm spices and tangy buttermilk. 

The others however, didn't think it was anything special. Their main gripe was that they thought the eggplant was too soft (which could be remedied with less cooking) but they also thought the flavour profile was a bit dull. I think perhaps the buttermilk might have mellowed out the other flavours for them.

would I make it again: Unfortunately no, seeing as though the others weren't sold on it.

recipe: http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Eggplant-with-Buttermilk-Sauce-365110

SNAPSHOT - Apricot Upside Down Cake

Apricot Upside Down Cake

RECIPE HERE

Chocolate, pear & vanilla tart

One year has passed since I held my daughter for the very first time.
One year since I became a mother and learned the real meaning of true love.
One year filled with more happiness, fatigue, love and amazement than the twenty five before it.
For me, this year has passed much too fast.

Each day I try my best to lock every moment I spend with her safely in the vault of my heart. For I know that soon, the particular squeal she makes when I 'find her' will disappear. And the way she smiles so proudly as she hands me whatever crumb, coin, paper remnant she has found on the floor will soon fade away. For she will never be as young as she is today, and with each day that she changes, some things are lost to make way for the new.

But today, which never held any significance to me,  is now so utterly precious since it became the day my daughter was born.

Although you will not read this dearest daughter, I want to wish you a wonderful birthday. I wish that life will give you more happy birthdays than you can dream of, each one more magical than the last. I wish that I will be there to share them with you and to help you blow out your candles until you can do it yourself. And most of all, I wish that one day, you will love someone as much as I love you.

Happy Birthday Valentine

xx

Orange date bread

I type these words as my little one slumbers.
Having a small child makes me feel like a teenager sometimes; sneaking around whilst she is sleeping to indulge in the activities that I like to do, whilst being as quiet as a mouse to keep her in dreamland.
These pictures, for instance, were taken during the beginning of her snooze, edited during the middle, and published just before she started stirring. It is amazing how quickly one hour seems to pass whilst babies sleep!

Whilst my hobbies have been relegated to baby nap times, the rest of my days are filled with hide and seek, whimsical picture books (that are read over and over again), playing with an array of wooden toys and various items she has found and claimed as her own (the remote controller and an old belly dancing arm bangle of mine being her current favourites), Bob Marley songs (played over and over and over...), hugging trees and smushing flowers, tickling toes and kissing boo boos - and whilst my days are marvelously tiring (the little one still wakes 7 times a night, so perhaps that is also a fatigue-factor), I wouldn't trade them for anything. My home might be a little shabbier, the meals slightly burnt and my adult conversational skills quite underused  but I am so incredibly thankful that I get to spend every single day being a mummy to such an amazing person. Being a part of someone's life from the moment they come into existence is such an honor; I get to witness her entire childhood and watch her metamorphosis first hand, to share her entire 'beginning'.

Now that I have gotten my daughter-gushing out of the way, let us eat cake!

ease: 4.5/5.
prep time: 20mins.
cooking time: 25mins.
total: 45mins.

taste: 3.5/5.

Whilst this bread/cake was incredibly soft and gently sweet, it lacked a strong flavour profile. The dates, which lent the sweetness, were prominent, but the orange only gave the faintest hint of bitterness. The cinnamon was also barely noticeable. It is lovely with a cup of tea, but a touch too delicate in flavour to be served on its own.

would I make it again: No, but I thoroughly enjoyed this loaf.

recipe: http://www.anjasfood4thought.com/2011/08/gluten-free-orange-date-bread.html

Healthy Apple Cake

“I can resist anything except temptation.”
― Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere's Fan

It's no secret that I have a gigantic, collosal sweet tooth. I don't think a single day has gone by in which I have not consumed refined sugar in addition to fruits and the like. 

This year it began to escalate to a point where I was verbally lamenting my addiction and hoping to at least 'cut back'. Fast forward to the evening, after avoiding sugar during the daylight hours, you would find me with an empty box of chocolates and a rather defeated, yet also satisfied, look on my face. It seemed sugar was a foe I couldn't shake; between the baby, husband and home I just didn't have enough energy left in me to draw up the willpower needed to kick this habit to the curb.

And then lo and behold, the universe manifested the only way I would do it; my little one got oral thrush. I may not have been able to change my diet for myself, but there is NOTHING I wouldn't do for my bubba. So to help her heal faster and to make sure she didn't pass it onto me, I went cold-turkey. And I don't just mean refined sugar. I did the whole shebang - no fruit or natural sweeteners. After some googling I stumbled upon the Anti-Candida diet and figured that whatever would help my girl I was willing to do, and heck, if I could cut the sugar than surely quitting dairy and gluten wouldn't be so bad.

Well, let's just say it took some getting used to. Besides being a vegetarian, eating organic and mostly unprocessed foods, my diet has never really been super healthy (apart from when I was pregnant). A large percentage consisted of baked sweets, chocolate bars, cheese, pasta, bread etc with fruit, veg and legumes getting the occasional guest appearance. Thanks to the fast metabolism I inherited from my mumma this poor quality, high calorie diet didn't result in weight gain so I was pretty content to keep to it (my brother's diet is even worse, yet he is in awesome shape, but eventually, if we don't change, we will both be paying the piper I am sure). In all fairness though we were never really shown how to eat healthy as kids. Apart from dinner, our other meals were horrid - sugary kids cereal for breakfast, and school lunches of nutella sandwiches, chips, fruit roll ups, dunkaroos and a piece of fruit (which was rarely eaten).

I am determined to help my daughter have good eating habits from the start, and this event has helped me turn a corner in my own nutrition. I really doubt that I will go back to my sugar-laden ways of the past, I just don't feel the need for that much refined sugar anymore, and when you know better, you do better. Ten days in and I have already lost those intense cravings. Now that I  can eat some fruits (apples and berries), I find that is all I need to satisfy my sweet-needs. I did try stevia in the first week but that just wasn't my cup of tea. I have yet another 6 weeks to go before I will allow refined sugar back in, but in the meantime I have amassed a rather wonderful looking set of refined-sugar free recipes to try.

Although it has been 10days I haven't really felt any different (apart from two days of withdrawal headaches and grumpiness) or noticed any physical differences (well, some slight weight gain, possibly due to all of the nuts and seeds I am devouring), but then again it has only been a short amount of time and I am sure this new healthier diet will benefit me greatly in the long run.

What diets have you tried recently?

ease: 5/5.
prep time: 6mins.
cooking time: 30mins.
total: 36mins.


taste: 4/5. Stealthily delicious.

I won't lie, I kept my expectations low, more so in terms of texture than taste, but I am glad to say, I was more than happy with this healthy cake.

Let's start with the texture; this was perhaps one of the softest, most luscious loaves I have ever had. It was incredibly moist but still held together well with a yummy sticky crust.

Taste wise it was mm mm good. I didn't include the walnuts as one of my friends is allergic so I added a few more dates. The honey and dates made this plenty sweet enough. The coconut was just a mere glimmer of a suggestion whilst the apple was noticeable but not dominant - all of the flavours melded together without any of them taking the spotlight. I can imagine that the nuts would add a lovely crunch to an already tasty treat.

Why wouldn't you go grain and refined sugar free if it tastes so yum!

would I make it again: Yes.


recipe: http://www.anjasfood4thought.com/2012/03/grain-free-apple-walnut-bread.html

Persimmon and sultana slice

 “Time is a game played beautifully by children.”
― Heraclitus, Fragments

I am not one to keep a New Year's Resolution, somehow, the habit of life seems to get in the way. This year, my littlest has helped me to keep at least one; being present.

When looking after a 9month old who doesn't know how to be still you cannot lend yourself to languid daydreams or mindless internet browsing. Avert your eyes for a moment and more than likely your attention will be brought back by the sound of tears or your mobile phone being used as a drumstick against the skirting board. You can never truly 'baby proof' a room, the curiosity and sheer determination of a child to learn and explore will overcome any obstacle you can place.

As exhausting as it can be to be completely engaged in her every waking hour, I am thankful for it as I might have missed the moments that I will keep forever. Like the moment, on shaky legs, she used her activity box to stand unassisted on her two stocky legs, arms raised in the air, smiling triumphantly with gusto. Or the moment soon after where without warning, she suddenly decided to take her first step which was followed by the sharp intake of both her parent's breath and then immediately by their ear-piercing shrieks of joy and laughter. The kind of love that fills your heart to the point where you think it will burst is unique to that of a parent for their child. These nine months with Valentine have stirred feelings within me that I didn't think existed. There are so many feelings of love felt in a lifetime, but the love I feel for my daughter is the sweetest and deepest of them all. I fell in love with my husband moment by moment, but my love for my child was already within my bones.

Although I have had nary a minute to devote to my own leisure, like delving into a good book or stirring a bowl of cake batter, I do not mind, as babies truly do grow up in the blink of an eye. Now that Valentine is on the precipice of walking independently I am  madly gathering as many precious baby-only moments as possible. Each incoherent babble. Every tranquil feed at my breast. And all of the new discoveries and accomplishments she makes on a daily basis. I am storing these treasures in the chambers of my heart so that one day, when I only see her face on occasion or hear her voice through the odd phonecall, I can visit those rooms of memories and remember when she was once my baby.

ease: 5/5.
prep time: 10mins.
cooking time: 30mins.
total: 40mins.


taste: 3/5. Suitable when peckish.

I have to admit, persimmons are not a fruit I love, which is why I try to 'bake' them into being yummier. I think the main reason I didn't enjoy these slices were due to the chunks of persimmon; they are just a little too 'sweet' for me.

The blend of spices were heady and warming, I could definitely picture picking giant morsels of these before a fireplace with a hot toddy in the other hand. The texture was a touch dry for me but otherwise they were a decent snack, but not something I would daydream about.

would I make it again: No, even though they are healthier and vegan, they were less stellar than the Persimmon and sultana muffins I made a while back. I'd rather keep searching for tastier vegan sweets.

recipe: http://www.melangery.com/2012/01/persimmon-bundt-cakes-fat-free-and.html

Banana and chocolate chip muffins

“Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of Autumn.”
― John Muir

I like to think of the beginning of Winter as a time to shed any worries or cares; to strip myself bare and rekindle the flame of my inner being.

It is during this season that I feel the need to simplify and declutter my life. It seems even more important to me now that I have a child, to show them what life truly is; the love of yourself and others, the Earth that nourishes and sustains us and buckets of laughter and fun. If you have shelter from the storm, food in your belly and the company of loved ones there is nothing else to need. It is so easy in our world to get caught up in the trivial and to bury ourselves in the material that we lose touch with nature and who we are at heart. I would like to teach my daughter to be present, to love genuinely, and to remember what truly matters...

So I spend these last Autumn moments frolicking in every ounce of sunshine I can, catching as many falling leaves as I can and relishing as much of its last bounty as I can.

These muffins came about due to some languishing bananas, and as I never wish to have any food go to waste (any produce we don't eat, my father's chickens do and boy do they leave nary a morsel behind). Funnily enough, it is often the unplanned recipes that turn out best :)

What things do you like to do before Winter begins?

ease: 5/5.
prep time: 8mins.
cooking time: 25mins.
total: 33mins.


taste: 4/5. Childishly grand.

These muffins remind me of childhood lunches with sticky fingers, crumb dotted mouths and high pitched squeals of joy.

The muffins are wonderfully moist with pockets of sweet banana and patches of dark, melted chocolate. They are quite sweet despite the fact that I did reduce the amount of sugar by 1/3cup although I did add a little more banana, the sweeter your bananas the less sugar you need.

They might seem rather ordinary, but I add three of these straight from the pan.

would I make them again: Yes.


recipe: http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Banana-Chocolate-Chip-Muffins-101020

Baked french toast with blueberries

“One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter.”
― Henry David Thoreau

 A pressed palm, the size of a round plum, pushes against the window pane as rivulets of raindrops run down its face towards the burgundy bricks below. Thousands of water droplets fall from slate-smudged clouds all morning, sometimes in dribbles and sometimes in torrents so relentless you cannot distinguish one liquid bead from another.
As much as my little one longs to feel the stalks of grass between her fingers and the wind to blow upon the nape of her neck, we stay huddled inside our nest until the clouds have their intermission, allowing silvery threads of sunlight to pass between their lumpy forms and the dewdrops to settle on the earth.

It is in these moments we snuggle into our warmest woolens and tallest shoes to splash around in the puddles and allow the crispy air to redden our cheeks and enliven our senses.
Little V has almost learned to walk, at 8 months of age she holds on to the nearest form of support and wobbles her way to wherever she desires to go. Although she cannot walk alone she is thrilled with this tidbit of extra mobility and loves to hold onto the weathered trunks of trees as she feels the texture of the bark or the slippery surface of a nearby leaf. It was also during a wintry-slumber that her first tooth peaked out from beneath her rosy gums, although she still seeks her nourishment from breast alone, I'm sure once she begins to enjoy the bounty nature has in store for her, it will come in handy.

Once the thunder rumbles and we feel the air begin to moisten, we scurry indoors, shedding our extra layers to play inside whilst I read aloud as the rain once again drums against the window's face.

What do you like to do most on a rainy day?

ease: 4.5/5.
prep time: 15mins plus overnight to soak if you wish.
cooking time: 45mins.
total: 1 hour (plus overnight if you wish to leave it in the fridge).

taste: 4/5. Tart, sweet and wonderfully hearty.

I chose this recipe to use up some left over challah bread, and boy was I glad I found it. Most mornings I rarely have time to make anything other than toast as standing over the stove is still something I cannot do with the little one now she is too heavy to hold one handed (she only likes her slings and carriers if we are on the move, standing still she hates the restriction). After reading the reviews I saw that I could prep this the night before (whilst hubby plays with baby) and then just pop it in the oven in the morning - hurrah!

Whilst hubby didn't enjoy it much (he hates anything resembling custard at all), I loved it, I even ate it for my lunch and dessert as well. On top you get a deliciously sugar crusted topping with smatterings of blistered and juicy blueberries. Beneath lies an almost custard-like base oozing with sweet cinnamon-spiked blueberry syrup.

I listened to the reviews of others and heavily modified the quantities in the recipe.

would I make it again: Yes, anything that I can prep overnight for a sumptuous breakfast the next morning is fantastic in my book.

recipe: http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/baked-french-toast-with-blueberries-recipe/index.html

Autumn salad of pomegranate, pear & fig in rhubarb syrup

'...like the feeling you get on the first real day of autumn, when the air is crisp and the leaves are all flaring at the edges and the wind smells just vaguely of smoke - like the end and the beginning of something all at once.”
― Lauren Oliver, Delirium 

I've shouted from every soap box around how besotted I am with Autumn. I adore the varied weather that sends leaves ablaze before tousling them loose to pirouette gracefully to the dew misted earth. And of course, there is the bounty of food. In the beginning we have the last of Summer's beautiful berries, tantalising tropical fruits and vibrantly fresh veggies.  But for me, the middle is the most interesting. This is where you get the short lived wonders like the gorgeous garnet pomegranates with their sparkling ruby arils and the royal purple figs with their perfumed damask bellies. You also are gifted with pretty persimmons, charming custard apples, quirky quinces, bold beetroots, pleasing pumpkins - I could rant endlessly.

What makes this Autumn impossibly precious is that it is the first I have shared with my darling daughter. I have watched her, mouth open in awe as she tracks each dancing leaf and feels every warm kiss of wind on her cheek. I have laughed when upon tasting a touch of pomegranate juice her mouth has puckered and her eyes squinted. Seeing the world through her eyes has painted mine with colours I have never seen; my world has been transformed in the most wonderful way. I count my blessings each and every minute.

What do you enjoy most about Autumn?

ease: 4/5.
prep time: 20mins.
chilling time: 30mins.
total: 50mins.

taste: 4/5. Autumn's sweet kiss.

I knew I would love this from the ingredient list alone; what a spectacular selection of fruits. The vanilla adds such a wonderful delicate fragrance whilst the cinnamon and cardamom give it an exotic twist. The rhubarb provides a sharp tartness to counter the sweet pears, whilst the vibrant pomegranate pairs perfectly with the perfumed figs.

would I make it again: No, it tasted lovely but I found it more suitable as breakfast with yoghurt than as a dessert, and for breakfast, its a touch time intensive and rather messy (those darned pomegranates, so delicious but so eager to stain everything in sight!).

recipe: http://gourmettraveller.com.au/autumn_salad_of_pomegranate_pear_and_fig_in_rhubarb_syrup.htm

Poulet Vallee d'Auge

“Deep in the meadow, hidden far away
A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray
Forget your woes and let your troubles lay
And when it's morning again, they'll wash away
Here it's safe, here it's warm
Here the daisies guard you from every harm
Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I love you.”
― Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games 

 I am happy to say that the last few nights have been filled with dream-feeds, snuggles and sleep-laced sighs only. For now at least, there are no night terrors lurking in the shadows.

I thought the above quote was fitting not only because of its reference to dreams, but because of it being part of the Hunger Games trilogy. As you know, the sound of my heartbeat is strangely akin to the sound of a turning page; books run through my veins. Unfortunately, the love of reading is not one of the things my husband and I have in common; video games are where he finds his escape. So imagine my surprise when he turns to me and asks, 'so what is that hunger game book about?' Granted, it was the release of the film that peaked his interest, but whatever gets the fish on the hook, hey?

I gladly lured him in enough that he actually picked up the audio books and listened to them. And after a couple of chapters he would stop and we'd have a discussion about what had happened, something I have been waiting 8 years to do with him; talking about books with the love of my life made me grin from ear to ear and head to toe. Alas, he has finished with the trilogy (he thought it was OK, but enjoyed the first film), and now I am thinking of what else I could 'catch' his interest with - any suggestions?

Because I was so pleased with our nightly book discussions I decided to whip up something a little special for his dinner on the last night, and luckily, it tasted as good as its intention.

ease: 4/5.
prep time: 10mins.
cooking time: 55mins.
total: 1 hour.

taste: 4.5/5. A hit with hubby.

Unfortunately I cannot comment on the taste, but after only two mouthfuls, the husband was already exclaiming that it was really good and he would want it again. The recipe above is my adapted version, original recipe is below.

would I make it again: Yes.

recipe: http://gourmettraveller.com.au/poulet-vallee-dauge.htm

Banana cream pie with salty bourbon caramel

Happy Valentine's Day!

I couldn't miss a post on my daughter's namesake day :). Whilst we haven't celebrated this day in the past, we will be sure to fill today with plenty of giggles, tickles and love-filled affection.

On another note, when it comes to deciding what to make each week, I must confess that I mostly choose based on looks. If the picture has me drooling there's a good chance it will end up on my plate next week. Back in the day I relied largely on my cookbooks, but lately most of my searching is based online (with great resources such as foodgawker, tastespotting, taste.com.au and pinterest) or from my magazine subscriptions. Being in Australia these consist of Gourmet Traveler and Donna Hay, but thanks to site's such as Epicurious.com I have had access to some amazing American publications, Bon Appetit being one of them. Their photos are drool-worthy and I love that they include the nutritional information as well.

When I spied this recipe it was on my plate a few days later. And even though my eyes bulged when reading how many calories one serving of this delectable pie packs, it didn't stop me for going back for a second serve (and back again for breakfast). What can I say, I'm a sucker for a sweetie pie :)

ease: 3/5. (custards and caramel can be tricky).
prep and chilling time: 3hours.

taste: 4/5. Pie, pie, me oh my,
Nothing tastes better, wet, salty and dry,
all at once – oh, well it’s pie. (from the movie, Michael.)

Let me break this multi-level pie down;
firstly, you have the peanut butter crust, which despite me being unable to pry it from the dish without breaking, was crunchy, buttery and delicious.
Next was the custard filling - unctuous, velvet, creamy delicious custard with a hint of vanilla (I would use a vanilla bean to get more of that gorgeous perfume).
Then you get lovely banana, sweet billowy cream and to top it all off, sticky, deep spiked caramel. The components meld together to create a surprisingly harmonious pie that treads the line of sweetness perfectly with enough flavour variations to keep each mouthful interesting. Everyone thought it was stupendous.

The downside: as lovely as it looked whole, serving it up caused it to ooze all over the place. I ended up scooping it out and tumbling it into bowls or glasses like an eton mess as it absolutely does not hold its form when cut. This didn't stop people taking a 'scoop' home with them tough.

Side note: goes down a treat for breakfast :).

would I make it again: No, it doesn't slice well enough to take to a function, and as hubby doesn't like either custard or caramel it's too much effort to make just for myself.

recipe: http://www.bonappetit.com/recipes/2012/02/banana-cream-pie-with-salty-bourbon-caramel

Mascarpone pancakes with mango & blueberries

Mornings filled with the melodical babblings of a curiously exuberant 5month old little girl and the rustling of papers crammed into laptop bags are the sounds that begin each weekday.

My husband chews hastily on toast whilst tickling our daughter's feet and grabbing his car keys, in moments he is out the door and I am left to split my day between playing, feeding, cleaning and cooking until his evening return. Six days a week, breakfast is a speedy blur eaten on the fly. But on sweetly slothful Sundays, breakfast is lingered over and most often lavish and bountiful, occasionally stretching it's greedy arms towards lunch's hour.

Whilst I like to experiment with different types of breakfast fare, Sunday seems to beckon pancakes like mice to the Pied Piper; it's almost become a permanent fixture. Luckily, there seem to be as many variations of this breakfast cake as there are flowers in my yard.


Do you like to try new pancake recipes, or are there a handful that you are loyal to?

ease: 5/5.
prep time: 7mins.
cooking time: 12mins.
total: 19mins.


taste: 4.5/5. Good Golly Miss Holly, these might be the fluffiest pancakes yet.

Even on their own, these pancakes were delicious; I polished off the entire lot before lunch. The texture was fantastic with a fluffy and soft center kissed by the vanilla sweetness and creamy mascarpone. You could top the with anything, I opted for fresh fruit, raspberries or strawberries would be marvelous I am sure.

These will definitely become my go-to plain pancakes.

would I make it again: Yes.


recipe: http://alejandraowens.wordpress.com/2010/03/22/mascarpone-pancakes-with-lemon-curd-and-blueberries/

Fennel, pear & pecorino salad

The breeze kissed the back of my neck with its briny breath; its hum filled with the azure depth's secrets of sunken treasures and ships long lost.

I buried my toes into the hot sand, each granule pressing its warmth into the soles of my feet. The sounds of children's joyous shrieks and the banter of friends faded and roared between each swell of the ocean's waves. This was baby V's first trip to the beach, and although I found it calming, the array of sights, sounds, smells and textures was too much all at once and she decided that she would rather head home to rest her head on her familiar bed. Even though our beachside sojourn was shortlived, that breath of salty air was enough to rejuvenate my mind and spirit.

Once home I felt the familiar pangs of hunger begin to gnaw away, but with the oppressive heat I wanted something refreshing, clean and crisp to bring a coolness to palate. And thus, a salad was chosen.

ease: 5/5.
prep time: 8mins.
total: 8mins.


taste: 4/5. Fresh and light with a bit of crunch.

I am always a fan of salads with character. Fruits, nuts and cheeses can add a ton of flavour and interest and this salad has all three. The crunch and licorcie hint of the fennel plays wonderfully against the sweet, juicy pear, tangy lemon dressing and salty cheese. The walnuts add an extra chunk and 'meatiness' to the dish. It's a simple and light side dish that's not too powerful on the tastebuds.

would I make it again: Yes.


recipe: http://www.taste.com.au/recipes/26447/fennel+pear+parmesan+salad

Nigella's chocolate cherry trifle

We stood in the darkness, the cool blades of grass peeking up from between our toes, our eyes fixed upon the city-skyline as we counted down this year's final heartbeats.
The sound of our captured breaths filled the spaces between us until the sky was painted in dancing lights and flickering fire. The park became filled with the cheers of strangers and friends as we hugged and kissed those close to us, babes in arms, dogs panting happily at our feet. As we made the journey back to a friend's house for final toasts and warm goodbyes we held each other close, excited by the thoughts of what wonderful possibilities this year new year may hold for us and our new family of three.

Along with the traditional resolutions of health and happiness, I have assigned myself two core resolutions that I hope I can achieve by the year's end. The first;

listen more, say less

I find that I do not listen very well when I am eager to speak. This year I want to allow others to tell me their thoughts without needing to add my own. My-two-cents are getting in the way of me really knowing those I speak to.

and the second, well probably the one I want to achieve most is;

be present

Too often I am reminiscing about moments past, or planning and imagining things to come that I end up missing the moment I am in. For instance, when I am breastfeeding my daughter I drift away to thoughts of chores needing to be done or ideas needing to be transcribed instead of allowing myself to hear the softness of her breath, or feel the featherlight touch of her fingers as they flutter along my chest as if stroking the keys of a piano. Before long she will no longer be at my bosom and I know it will be something I will miss, so I am endeavoring to savor each nuance as much as possible, in all aspects of my life. NO MORE AUTOPILOT - I am plugging into the present.

What are some things you wish to accomplish or change this year?

And now I shall leave you with the dish I served up on Christmas (please excuse the photo, it was snapped in a flash and therefore less-than-sharp). 

Happy New Year!

ease: 5/5.

prep time: 2hours (I used store-bought cake as suggested but you could also make your own).

cooking time: 2hours to overnight to soak. This was even the day after Xmas.

total: 4hours - 12hours, depending on how long you let it sit before eating.

taste: 4/5. Loved by many.

This was a surprising hit for me. I actually thought the simplicity of the chocolate, cherry and cream would be too simple for my guests but every single one of them thoroughly enjoyed it. My brother, who is beyond picky, proclaimed it to be his favourite dessert I have made. 

The scrumptious cake doused in liqueur and smothered in syrupy dark cherry jam is a beautiful base for the tart cerise tang of the Morello cherries which soften the sweetness of the creamy chocolate pudding and fluffy whipped cream sprinkled with shaved, bitterly kissed chocolate. If you want to make it alcohol-free I would recommend soaking the cakes in the juice of the bottled cherries instead.

To make it even easier you could also use store-bought chocolate custard, or vanilla custard with some good quality melted chocolate mixed in - that way there is zero cooking and all you need to do is layer!

would I make it again: Yes - for it's ease (and you can make it the night before!) and appeal.

recipe: http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/nigella-feasts/chocolate-cherry-trifle-recipe/index.html

French nectarine cake

With sunset coloured skin a firm nectarine is a sight to behold.

A peach with a 'Brazilian' (or as some say, shaved or fuzz-free) the nectarine does not get the quantity of poems or songs written about it as the typical peach inspires. I am one of the few who turn their nose up at the furry peach and instead would rather sink their teeth into a nectarine's smooth flesh. I am also one of the even fewer who prefer their nectarines as hard as the stones that lie at their heart. I adore tearing out chunks and crunching audibly beneath the shade of leafy tree, no ambrosia juices flowing down my chin please...

If a nectarine strays too far into the realm of softness I scurry to find other culinary uses and in the past have found few. Thanks to the internet and food bloggers in particular who are always finding ways to salvage fruit whose toes are edging past ripeness I stumbled upon this beauty which instead of burying my stone fruit, redefines it as a baked good triumph. Now I can happily buy more nectarines than my mouth can eat knowing, should they become as soft as my daughter's cheek, they will not go to waste, instead being reborn into something scrumptious.

ease: 4.5/5.
prep time: 15mins.
cooking time: 50mins.
total: 1hour & 5mins.

taste: 4/5. Buttery, bright sweetness.

Nectarines are my favourite fruit so rarely do they last long in my home. With baby however I have been ordering my shopping online which means someone else has been picking my fruit. I prefer my rosy-blushed orbs to be extra crunchy, so when a bag arrived with extremely ripe, juicy nectarines I had to find a recipe to use them up pronto. At first I was dubious about nectarines working in a cake, but let me tell you, they WORKED IT, big time.
The cake itself is a buttery delight and sweet with a gorgeous crumb. The nectarines work their magic by adding fresh tartness and making the cake a perfect sunny afternoon treat.

The original recipe uses 4 small nectarines, I would use 5 or 6 as I wanted more pockets of delectable tanginess. I also used half a lemon zest as my lemon was rather large and I wanted the nectarines to shine.

would I make it again: Yes.

recipe: http://www.mygermankitchen.com/2011/09/gateau-fondant-aux-nectarines-moist.html

Carpaccio of beetroot, blood orange, walnuts, feta & baby herbs

I find myself pottering about the kitchen, bare feet upon the floor and nose deep within cupboard doors searching for morsels to temper my hunger. My belly is now rotund enough to balance mugs of ginger tea or the spine of a book, although I exercise caution should the little one within decide to abruptly squirm, causing whatever may be resting above to be catapulted into the air like a geyser.
As Spring approaches, along with my due date, I treasure the days I have left to myself where I have only my own whims to tend to (when my husband is at work). Before long my hours will be filled with the needs of my child and long durations spent in the kitchen making time-intensive dishes will fall a few rungs on my ladder of desires no doubt. So it is in these moments before the impending change that I take pleasure in a sunny afternoons stretched out with pots and pans and sinks filled with the remnants of a not-so-simple meal which makes the sitting down to eat it all the more enjoyable.

ease: 3.5/5.
prep time: 10mins (prep everything else whilst beetroot cooks and cools).
cooking time: 50mins.
total: 1hour.

taste: 4/5. A salad to get excited about.

The earthy sweetness of the beetroot touched by woody time, peppery ginger, bitter orange and warming spices with the depth of red wine pairs beautifully with the creamy saltiness of goat's cheese, crunchy walnuts and vibrant blood orange. I didn't have any micro herbs but I can imagine they would only create an even more complex flavour combination that would be delicious; your taste buds will never get bored.

I peeled my beetroot before boiling them. My beetroots also took at least 40mins before they were tender all the way through.  I also didn't bother whipping the feta and used a lot more than 60gm (perhaps 100g?) and I also doubled the amount of blood orange segments.

would I make it again: Yes.

recipe: http://gourmettraveller.com.au/carpaccio-of-beetroot-blood-orange-feta-and-baby-herbs.htm

Rhubarb & strawberry buckle

The moment I laid my eyes on this cake in the June 2011 issue of Australian Gourmet Traveller I pulled on my raincoat and snatched my car keys to visit my local grocer in order to obtain lovely scarlet stalks of organic rhubarb and ruby strawberry morsels. Shaking droplets of rain from my hair, leaving a trail of mist in the kitchen I set about chopping and stirring and pouring and sprinkling, waiting patiently for the oven to bask the mixture in its warmth and bring it to life.
The moment I pulled it from the oven, its comforting scent enveloped me and seemed to part the clouds spilling sunlight unto my hands as I cut myself a rather generous slice, my knees buckling unto the sofa and my cheeks colouring from the first mouthful.

ease: 4.5/5.
prep time: 30mins.
cooking time: 1hour & 30mins.
total: 2 hours.


taste: 4/5. Moorishly good.

The tart rhubarb, sweet strawberries, caramel-esque rapadura sugar, warming cinnamon and giner and toasty hazelnuts combine to make a perfect remedy for cold weather.

would I make it again: No. It was lovely but it really didn't keep well even with refrigeration.

recipe: http://gourmettraveller.com.au/rhubarb-and-strawberry-buckle.htm

Tapioca porridge with brown sugar bananas

My bulbous belly has not only brought me sore ribs and a sleep cycle that is more akin to a wash cycle than sleep, it has also awakened in me a new found appreciation of citrus. Pre-baby bump I was not particularly impressed by the dimpled coral skin of Oranges and even less so by its less eaten cousins, Lemon and Lime. In fact, unless a recipe called for their bitter skins or mouth-puckering juices, they rarely mingled with the other fruits in my bowl. Until now.
At first it began with a slice of lemon in my water. Then my fingers found themselves tearing mandarin segments apart to nibble with my morning toast. It wasn't long before I was squeezing chartreuse droplets over my salad leaves and grating orange zest into my pancake batter. Before I knew it, I was a citrus-holic; my vitamin C levels have never been better.

ease: 4.5/5.
prep time: 6mins (but you need to soak the tapioca overnight).
cooking time: 10mins (I cooked bananas whilst tapioca was cooking).
total: 16mins.

taste: 4/5. Amazing melding of asian flavours.

Overall this flavour combination is complex and exciting. The porridge itself has the smooth notes of vanilla, creamy tropical coconut and the fragrant fruity kaffir lime. When paired with the sweet caramelised banana and sharp tang of lime juice it really makes a winning combination. The tapioca pearls add a nice chewiness to the dish. Whilst I loved it, hubby had one mouthful and decided it wasn't for him, blaming the coconut and texture of the tapioca. But his bowl didn't go to waste, my dad happily polished it off for him.

would I make it again: No, only because hubby won't eat it.

recipe: http://www.gourmettraveller.com.au/tapioca_porridge_with_brown_sugar_bananas.htm

Orange chocolate muffins

There are times that call for darkness; not the kind where monsters lurk or the corners of your mind where you do not tread, but the sultry darkness of chocolate. Times when the saccharine sweetness of white and the caramel child-friendly milk will not do. In those moments it is those squares of deep mahogany, all crimson robes and heady wine, that call to you. In mere seconds you find your fingers gently snapping off a shard, your tips already tinged with melted cocoa as you place it softly upon your tongue where it begins its enigmatic melody within your mouth, causing you to swoon and dream of dancing by firelight under an indigo moon.

Today, I indulged my 'dark side'.

ease: 5/5.
prep time: 10mins.
cooking time: 18mins.
total: 28mins.

taste: 4/5. Vibrant orange and seductive dark chocolate - need I say more?

The fragrant bittersweet of the orange zest paired beautifully with the dusky bittersweetness of the chocolate, together they only amplified each other's flavours more.

would I make it again: Yes.

recipe: http://cupcakemuffin.blogspot.com/2011/05/chocolate-chunk-orange-muffins.html