June 18, 2013 | 2 Comments
Saw this adorable fox cub having a bounce around in the garden while I was eating my lunch. I’m 90% sure there’s a den in the back of my garden. This little guy was darting around all over the place having some fun on his/her own.
Is it me or is this fox cub smiling?
June 18, 2013 | 2 Comments
I like to bake and I like to cook. Baking more than cooking. I find baking relaxing. Cooking feels more like a daily necessity for me. I do enjoy it, just not as much. Mostly because I’m stuck in a rut of just cooking the same old things every day.
Hopefully, not anymore. I want to try cooking new things. Not just mildly new things, but actually new things. Things I’ve never cooked before. First up was an aubergine parmigiana. Or egg-plant parmesan to you guys over the pond.
Used the recipe from Felicity Cloake over at The Guardian and it turned out pretty well. Needed a bit more seasoning. And I underestimated just how much effort was actually required. But I was quite happy with the results. Next time I might skip the breadcrumb-y/parmesan-y topping. And maybe not make it so deep. Scratch that, I like the layers.
My slicing skills need honing. Can not cut slices of aubergine all the same to save my life. Possibly a getting a decent knife will help there too. It’s all about practice though, right?
June 17, 2013 | 0 comments
A few weeks ago I sprinkled some basil seeds into one of my existing basil plant pots in the hopes for some new basil. Gave up hope last week, but this morning found this little guy. So, fingers crossed for more seedlings and a summer full of basil flavoured eats.
June 16, 2013 | 1 Comment
When did snails get so huge? And so many. Loads found in the lawn today, as I was mowing it. I’m calling it. It’s the snail-o-calypse.
June 15, 2013 | 3 Comments
Spur of the moment baking done today. Very spur of the moment. Mostly because I looked at my fruit bowl and all I saw were lemons. You know what they say, when someone gives you lemons, make a lemon drizzle cake.
Sad that it sank drastically in the middle. My fault for opening the oven one too many times. Literally, one too many. Oh well, tastes pretty good!