“If you were all alone in the universe with no one to talk to, no one with which to share the beauty of the stars, to laugh with, to touch, what would be your purpose in life? It is other life, it is love, which gives your life meaning. This is harmony. We must discover the joy of each other, the joy of challenge, the joy of growth.” — Mitsugi Saotome
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
my gym subscription finished three months ago, and since then i have been for a grand total of four runs around the block. my sneaky suspicions about becoming a faht luhmp (the h's make those words sound like i have a posh blighty accent) were confirmed this morning when i coughed up eleventy billion bucks to hop on the scales at... the beloved gym. yep, i decided that i am naff at running and need gym classes to
but it's not all doom and gloom. it turns out that i can swap carbs from my dinner plate for a glass of wine...
Saturday, January 23, 2010
saturday at two
Friday, January 22, 2010
seven people. four nights. tent. sleeping bags. pillows. cooking gears. clothes. towels. ridiculous amount of other shiznit. one seven-seater vehicle. no trailer.
Monday, January 18, 2010
the sisterhood of the travelling quilt
Thursday, January 07, 2010
oops. i just found the christmas day photos from 2 weeks ago. oh, and some half-digested lines stashed in my bag.
icy berry fruited yoghurt pirouetting in waffle cones
pohutukawa tree picnicking with avocadoes and red strawberries
daddy's chapter finishings becoming summer's timepiece
salt encrusted curls demanding hot scented oil revival
the intrepid early evening dangerita is the new margarita
they say the sky is always blue above the clouds
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
(not the more recent 'rat patootie', although my kids find this hilarious) and it became a family staple. mum was even known to whip some up to take ashore for beach barbies, in the boating days when dad and uncle eric would make a fire pit on the shoreline, and the meat would be cooked by the time it took the tide to come in and put the fire out. brilliant. this summer, bulldog planted courgettes and aubergines in our garden and we've set about concocting our own perfect ratty recipe. i think i have it.
sweat 2 sliced onions in olive oil with a sprinkling of salt until nearly clear.
add a huge tin of chopped tomatoes and a handful of fresh herbs from said garden. easy on the basil or olly the chef will disinherit us.
add a spoonful of raw sugar (it makes magic with the tomatoes)
simmer gently 15 - 20 minutes until thick and dreamy.
4 fresh tomatoes, wedged (pfft)
a drizzle of oil and a grind of salt
a clove or two of garlic, top chopped off, olive oil drizzled inside.
roast in the oven at 200 celsius for about 20 - 30 mins until looking a bit char-grilled. but don't burn it lol - whip the garlic out earlier if needed. squeeze sweet little garlic pods out of the clove and discard all that tissue paper stuff.
pop roasted veggies into tomato goo and stir very gently.
makes enough to share at the new year's eve partay...
and there's even some left over for breakfast the next morning.
Monday, January 04, 2010
mum's miraculous mascarpone
it's so easy peasy and takes about 24 hours (most of which is spent languishing in the fridge)
all you need is
1 litre of cream
1/2 tsp (generous measure) citric acid
stir cream over gentle heat
until it NEARLY boils.
remove from heat and add citric acid.
cool. the mixture thickens.
pour into jerry-rigged
muslin cloth-lined sieve
which is propped in a saucepan.
pop in fridge overnight.
lift sieve from pan and
*look!* whey... and mascarpone!!!!!
tip mascarpone into bowl
and give it a stir.
i think that shall be my new mantra.
Sunday, January 03, 2010
happy happy joy joy
oops, it's already january
but here's wishes
from me and mine for a
hippy happy christmas and
a happy new year…
yes, a jingle jandal jumble
in the beachy dinner mumble
with our people and their people
a-coming and a-going
with a bubble and a sparkle
and a jumble of the mumble.