Three Things
This weekend is truly, madly busy. All the children's doing of course. I don't have a social life, because there are not enough minutes in the day...
1 Rosy painted cupcakes on Posy's fingernails. If you were here, I'm sure she'd do yours too.
2 This is Polly, the Grumpy but Intelligent Cat.
She loves to sleep on Posy's top bunk for hours every day, always in the same favourite spot, which drives me crazy because of the cat hair factor. I do not like cat hair on the bed. I have spent months chasing Polly off the bed, trying to keep the bedroom door permanently shut, devising sneaky and cunning cat traps, all to no avail. Polly is a clever cat. Then a couple of weeks ago it occurred to me to pop a cosy little rug on the end of the bed. Polly obligingly sleeps on it, and I shake it out every day, and give it a good wash every week, and problem solved. I was so busy trying to solve a non-existent problem that I didn't see the most obvious solution...
3 Here is my favourite lunch. Poached egg, toast and greens. This week it has included warrigal greens from the garden, eggs from Fran's lovely chickies, and my own yum sourdough (by the way, The Man thinks that me photographing my lunch is a little disturbing. I tell him everyone is doing it..)
Here is my question for sourdough makers - how do I get a taller loaf? Did the kneading I accidentally did for these loaves knock out the air? Does anyone knead their sourdough? My recipe doesn't include it, but maybe others do? Should I spray the loaves with water before I bake them? Apparently steam is a vital factor in the rise to prevent the bread being 'trapped' under its crust. I had a tray of hot water in the bottom of the oven the first time, but didn't spray the loaves (the flour sprinkled on top looked so pretty; I didn't want to make it sticky!). So many questions!
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Sharon, my family already think I'm a bit mad, but now I have clearly tipped over the edge.
Jo, lovely to see you back posting again - the last half of your comment made me laugh out loud. I read it to The Man, and he said to say thankyou from him, and he knew it all along!
My son's cat sleeps on the end of his bed all day, too. We actually refer to my son's room and bed as Junie's (cat's name) room or Junie's bed. She's in there more than my son is. She seems to have taken over so much that she is just being kind letting my son share her space at this point.
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Why is she a grumpy cat? Do your girls try to paint her toenails?
As to kids thinking you are mad, you do know that no matter what you do your kids will think that? Just reassure them it could be worse, you could chose others things that are stranger.
Fran, lovely, lovely eggs your chookies make. Bursting with all that goodness from your favourite plants! Thankyou! I do think that with all those eggs you should be making non-vegan mousse instead! What about macaroons or meringues? They freeze beautifully, and that way you have something to pull out every time you have guests, because you can eat them straight from the freezer.
Lucinda, love how cats take advantage. For some reason it makes me happy! And I don't mind that my family think I'm mad, because whatever new odd thing I do, they just take it in their stride, because that's what I do...
posy's nail art is magic. and i too love your lunch.
keep warm and dry, jo
I also really like your plate. And the cupcake nails!
frances
Frances, only ever have put kale into minestrone. There must be another use for it. i have it in the garden too. How do you cook it? Or do you just eat it straight out of the garden bed?
My plates were supermarket finds, years ago. I love them too!
Mostly I either throw the kale into salads (I crunch it first, which tenderizes it a bit, and then I tear it into small pieces) or else into soups or beans. Tonight, for instance, we had kale and white beans served over pasta.
I've done kale chips, but it gets all stuck up in my teeth, which I dislike, especially now that I have braces.
xofrances
Tammy, I was about to give up the unequal struggle, so I am grateful that the cat obliged, so that I could retire victorious...
In my latest sourdough adventures I managed to get dough that would rise, even if I baked it without a pan. But the flavor is not what it used to be, since I've made it on this side of the county. There is so much mystery and inconsistency to sourdough, one has to love adventure to embark on the journey.