Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Arrggg, the culinary pressure! Not to be cowed, I delved into the wonderous Stephanie Alexander's "The cook's companion' to produce this monster of a naughty cake. It was surprisingly easy to cook and a heck of a lot of fun to assemble, particularly as I whipped up way too much chocolate cream and soaked way too many cherries in brandy and made way too much chocolate icing, so of course all those extra ingredients had to be disposed of appropriately along the way.
The end result received a big chocolatey thumbs up from the Birthday Boy, although it was kinda hard to top the novelty of having Happy Birthday sung to him by the two staff at Kristi's Video Store (complete with dancing).
Happy birthday, my love!
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Friday, March 23, 2007
This is where the in-built fear kicks in. Snakes, crocs, spiders and funny coloured mushies…there is a reason for it you know. So at home lunchtime the next day I find I keep asking Bianca ‘so what do you think?’ while reminding her that it is her fiancé that is asking and she doesn’t want to loose me (I hope). So after checking the oracle of all knowledge, google images, she gave me the go ahead. Mmmmm field mushrooms and milk saffron mushrooms fried in garlic on fresh sour dough bread coated with fresh goat’s curd.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
You can take the girl out of the country ...
I've taken a particularly hands-on (or is that bums-on) approach to fertilising our soil. Staggering back late one evening after a very indulgent meal at Vulcans - a FAAAABULOUS local restaurant - after having consumed the better part of a bottle of red, Phil was taking an inordinately long time to unlock the front door. Nature was calling, urgently, so I decided to add a bit of nitrogen to the front garden.
I love living in the bush. I can piddle in my own front garden and no one can see!
Monday, March 12, 2007
Thanks to a couple of weeks of tropical-style thunderstorms, our land is sodden and half the dirt behind the house has been washed down under the house. But the upside is the tree ferns are going mental and it makes it easier to rip out the masses of weeds that have been growing very happily while we've been away. I've been going psycho with the weed killer while Phil's doing the handyman thing and building us some bookshelves. He also cooks, ladies!
Sunday, March 04, 2007
So the Hairy Mountain Folk are finally back in Terror Australis and it's bloody good to be back. Our house is in such great shape - it's even cleaner than when we left it and it was so lovely to find some drinkable goodies and cards here from you. Thank you all for looking after our home so well and hope to see y'all up here again soon.
And a specially big thank you and huge hugs to Lisa and Dean, who have been caretakers of Treetops, loved it, cleaned it and were even prepared to brave raging bushfires to rescue our belongings when fire threatened. Love yous!
This is just the beginning of our little blog, and we hope over the forthcoming years to be posting stories of weddings, parties, renovations and maybe even the patter of tiny hairy mountain feet.