I have five pots of gleaming, ruby red freezer jam sitting on the window sill, and am feeling exceedingly proud of myself.
I have smashed and compounded peak-of-the-season fruit from last year, and my inspiration to make them was because I needed the freezer space for this year’s incoming strawberry bounty, already jockeying for position, as I strong-arm the lid down on our smallish freezer. [Read more…]
This week’s post started when my younger son spotted the remaining dark chocolate with a hint of sea salt sailboats, which I had made for their father last week, sitting next to the bowl of slightly bland, but beautifully baked rolls I had made for dinner, the night before.
He picked up a sailboat and a roll, stuck a thumb into the roll, and finessed the “mast” of the sailboat into the doughy centre. A quick warm in the oven to melt the chocolate: et Voila!
“Sorta like one of those, what do you call them, a pain au chocolat? Really Mum, I’m just using up the leftovers.”
Absolutely, he is. [Read more…]