I’ll be the first to admit that what my baking skills offer in taste, they often lack in presentation. And I’ll further admit to liking recipes that are easy and take little time.
So I was delighted when I saw one of these speedy cooking videos that seem to circulate Facebook, one in particular from YouTube channel Tasty that looked good and took about 10 minutes to prepare.
But of course, I had to adapt it (well, I didn’t have half the ingredients, did I?).
For the first Monday Munchies (I think) of 2017 (we’ve only just finished off all the Christmas treats, so I’ve been seriously below par with foodie posts), I present to you…
ROSEY-POSEY APPLE TARTLETS
Which could easily be the name of a celebrity baby…
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.
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!)
Yesterday was Lancashire Day, a fact I wouldn’t have known had it not been for Suzie of Suzie Speaks / SundayBlogShare fame announcing it on Twitter and the subsequent lighthearted disagreement over whether it was a chip barm or chip butty and who was on the wrong side of the Pennines!
So what better way to rebel and pledge allegiance to the correct side of them there ‘ills and my Yorkshire roots than to bake a traditional Yorkshire Curd Tart for Monday Munchies?
If there’s one treat that immediately says ‘summer is here’ it’s ice-cream. Everyone loves a scoop or two, whether it’s waffled coned, in a dish or a good old ’99’ with a flake in it. Don’t they?
Well, I’m one of those who isn’t that fussed by its sweet creamy goodness – maybe I just have over sensitive gnashers! For me, it’s more of an accompaniment to a pudding, rather than a stand-alone dessert. But when the sun finally puts its hat on, I do indulge now and again.
So when we went wandering in York over the weekend, ice-cream was on the agenda. But I came over all pretentious, wanting something more artisan than a typical Mr. Whippy, and ended up getting none. Probably serves me right…
‘Make some, that what I’ll do!’ I thought. And that’s what I’ve done for Monday Munchies this week. I’ve seen loads of recipes for No-Churn varieties and they looked super easy and didn’t need an ice-cream maker. Which is handy as I don’t have one.
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.
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…