A friendly giant from the Schwarzwald

A friendly giant from the Schwarzwald

People I know with December birthdays tend to get a little uppity about their limelight being stolen by a certain other, late in the month, celebration that seems to encroach on their fun. Sam is no exception to this rule, stating that no C-word related shenanigans can take place until after the 13th… which is fair enough. I’d totally have a tantrum if the attention wasn’t firmly on me!

So I thought I should make an effort to bake him a cake – something we realised I’d never done for him before. When it comes to cakes, he’s all about chocolate, the more the better. But for his ultimate dessert, we have to have a throw-back to the 80s. We’re talking the quintessential powerhouse dinner party menu of the time: prawn cocktail, steak and finished with a large slab of Black Forest Gateau.

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But as it’s Christmas and I rarely stick with run-of-the-mill, I thought I’d try my hand at a roulade version of a BFG (see…the title always makes sense eventually!)

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Messing about with a horde of strawbs!

Messing about with a horde of strawbs!

Seeing as it’s the start of Wimbledon (and I’ve gained quite a few new followers recently, thank you!) I thought I’d re-share the recipe that still makes me feel the most accomplished for this week’s Monday Munchies: As an added bonus, you get to see me with a strawberry for a nose!

I’m terrible for having sudden whims and fancies that I like to put into immediate action, usually much to the annoyance of S. Friday saw such an event as we were on a drive to a sporting final out in the country and I suddenly spotted a ‘Pick Your Own‘ strawberry patch.

‘Ooh, can we go there?’

‘Where, that field? Now?’

A big grin signalled that yes, I would like to detour into said field right this minute! Despite the audible sigh, S obliged and abruptly turned into the parking area. Of course, it couldn’t be that simple could it? We had no change on us (I’m also awful for only ever carrying plastic) and this field was clearly living in the Dark Ages and had no power supply for a cash machine 😉 However, after a bit of back and forth to a local garage, we had money and a basket and off we went.

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I was loving it! Just the smell alone was wonderful, but there’s something very calming about pottering around a field and foraging. After about 40 minutes, we had around a kilo of strawberries (some right hefty specimens too!) of differing varieties for a bargain price.

I do like strawberries but they’re not something I buy generally as they usually get wasted. So having a kilo to use up because of my impromptu madness meant I needed to find some suitable recipes. I’ve been seeing a lot of Eton Mess recipes recently (they always seem to be rolled out as a summer staple) and a few for a cheesecake variation were looking enticing! Cheesecake at one point was my ‘go to’ dessert when out for a meal, though I think I over did the consumption and my appetite for it was lost. However, I’ve recently become reacquainted with its creamy loveliness, so announced to S that this is what he could expect as dessert when he got home…

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Know which side your bread’s buttered on!

Know which side your bread’s buttered on!

It’s often good to know which side your bread is buttered on – nobody wants an inside out sandwich, greasing up their fingers! And although, as an idiom, the phrase suggests using the ‘who’ rather than the ‘what’ you know to get by in life, I like to think of it as being good to those who are good to you. You know, not cutting off your nose to spite your face and other such life mantras!

What you should cut off though, is a large piece of this pudding, straightaway! I’ve always loved the comforting look of bread and butter pudding, all those raisins just begging me to eat them. I adore raisins, having gone an entire day before just drinking tea and snacking on (very large) handfuls of them – they’re fruit, it’s fine right?!

However, this classic (old fashioned?) dessert often gets a bit of a ‘meh’ reaction, probably because it creates too many memories of stodgy, dodgy school dinners! So I decided on a jazzed up version and gave it a grown up, ‘coming of age’ makeover. For this week’s Monday Munchies I present:

‘Terry’s’ Boozy BnB!

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Messing about with a horde of strawbs!

Messing about with a horde of strawbs!

I’m terrible for having sudden whims and fancies that I like to put into immediate action, usually much to the annoyance of S. Friday saw such an event as we were on a drive to a sporting final out in the country and I suddenly spotted a ‘Pick Your Own‘ strawberry patch.

‘Ooh, can we go there?’

‘Where, that field? Now?’

A big grin signalled that yes, I would like to detour into said field right this minute! Despite the audible sigh, S obliged and abruptly turned into the parking area. Of course, it couldn’t be that simple could it? We had no change on us (I’m also awful for only ever carrying plastic) and this field was clearly living in the Dark Ages and had no power supply for a cash machine 😉 However, after a bit of back and forth to a local garage, we had money and a basket and off we went.

IMG_4314I was loving it! Just the smell alone was wonderful, but there’s something very calming about pottering around a field and foraging. After about 40 minutes, we had around a kilo of strawberries (some right hefty specimens too!) of differing varieties for a bargain price.

I do like strawberries but they’re not something I buy generally as they usually get wasted. So having a kilo to use up because of my impromptu madness meant I needed to find some suitable recipes. I’ve been seeing a lot of Eton Mess recipes recently (they always seem to be rolled out as a summer staple) and a few for a cheesecake variation were looking enticing! Cheesecake at one point was my ‘go to’ dessert when out for a meal, though I think I over did the consumption and my appetite for it was lost. However, I’ve recently become reacquainted with its creamy loveliness, so announced to S that this is what he could expect as dessert when he got home…

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Stop trifling too hard!

Stop trifling too hard!

TRIFLING – It’s a very British word to me, harking back to days gone by, when everything was spiffing and we all had a jolly good time, whatever the weather. It’s very 50s, very Enid Blyton.

And by association, this reminds me of bunting. Little flags of joy, strung up inside or out, showing off their polka-dots, stripes and vintage hues. They never fail to put a smile on my face and are such an easy decoration to make – I would gladly have them ALL over the house, if only S would let me! Here’s the easy peasy basics on House to Home. Remember, you can always use a stapler if you can’t (be bothered to) sew – completely speaking from experience…

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Today I discovered an awfully good reason to get the bunting out – It’s the start of National Picnic Week! I LOVE picnics, but If the scene outside screams wellyboots and woolies, it’s OK – indoor picnics are totes acceptable!

There are some great little recipes to start giving you ideas of what to store in the wicker basket (or carrier bag, we don’t all want to conform to the stereotype!) here: picnics are no longer a sausage roll and a bag of crisps! They also have some links to healthy recipes that can encourage kids to eat their veggies – it’s all about the packaging. Great for packed lunches too.

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