We had plums by the barrow-load; we had apples in abundance; now what? I was tooling about in the front veggie bed, which is a generous euphemism for the tract of moderately weedy dirt out there, pretending not to notice the neighbours’ very timid greyhound tiptoeing around behind me and sniffing my footprints (trust is […]
Tagged sproutyToday is Sunday, and that means a lot of stockpiling for the week. The Southside Farmers’ Markets are on and I shop with an air of wholesomeness that completely compensates for my raging vodka/cocaine/kitten-huffing hangover resulting from standard Saturday night debauchery. (Also: Creationary.) M made breads: I made muesli: I also made a huge pot […]
Tagged banging onI would like to present a pictorial essay titled “A Call To Apricots”. I love apricots. They’re easily one of my favourite fruits and I don’t commit to that sort of prioritisation lightly. I love how little they are, I love their nubbly soft skin, and I love the easy way they surrender from their […]
Tagged awesome, bakingI like green, I like brown. I like brown a lot. Here’s some brown: just a quickie. Brown cake! Okay, I admit brown cake doesn’t photograph so well here. But the photo on the recipe page (linked below) should tell you volumes. Cardamom coffee zucchini cake. Holy shredded panty tassels, dudes, this cake is the bomb. […]
Tagged awesome, bakingMy world continues to provide! It’s awesome. I am drawn, against my will, but inevitably towards the conclusion that I am some sort of fertility goddessling to my garden. I walk amongst it, and it lowers branches laden with glory towards my tender fingertips. Shit yeah. I ate the last of our plums this week. […]
Tagged banging on, sproutyMy pursuit of delicious awesomeness, coupled with my determination to singlehandedly bring down Big Vegetable through growing my own vegetables, has lead me to the next obvious phase of gardening. Harvesting seeds. Not only do I cackle with triumph over being able to grow vegetables and thereby deprive supermarkets of my many dollars, I cast […]
Tagged sproutyWhen initially explained, the construction of homemade doughnuts seems like a basic step on the path of yeasty delights. Providing, of course, that you have resolved the doughnut vs. donut spelling conundrum in a mature fashion. As someone who likes as many letters in her words as possible, I favour the d-o-u-g-h-n-u-t spelling. But let’s […]
Tagged adventures in cooking, bakingOne of the best things about my new house is that the back deck is perfect for knitting photography. Black yarn, fairly fine gauge, lacey detail: photography nightmare? No sweat. Even my little camera can…sorry? Oh, this? Yes, it’s a new project. You’re right, I haven’t mentioned anything yarn-related since I posted the FO report […]
Tagged Lacey tunicHow many clothes does a person need, anyway? I hate having too much stuff, and clothes fall into the ‘stuff’ category. I have too many: even post-purge, I could easily go for a month or two before I had to wash anything. It would be awesome to get rid of everything except yoga clothes, black […]
Tagged skew, socksLook, I’m not going to lie to you. This is a post about a tomato. Just one. (Well, from there I extrapolate, but seriously, I’m only featuring one here.) If you are not the kind of person to nod thoughtfully about some comments on and photos of a homegrown tomato from a first-timer, then this […]
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