I know. Three words that really say, “summer indulgence”. Summer is definitely my favorite season for fruit — it’s stone fruit season! Oh sure, I love autumn/winter fruit — apples, pears, citrus — and autumn/winter fruit recipes — apple pies, pumpkin pie, candied pears — but it’s summer that I really crave. Cherries, peaches, plums, pluots, nectarines, apricots, melons.. Oh God I love it. I eat myself silly on summer fruit. It’s usually just me, a book, and a big ol’ bag o’ cherries. Ugh. Heaven.
Therefore, it’s time to start making stuff! The possibilities are endless! So, obviously, the first thing I made was sangria. Yummmmmmm. Okay, focus, Karen. The second thing? Peach cobbler.
Project week is coming up again, and here I am, again, doing a project with foodstuffs involved. As part of my second “Life Skills” project, I am doing a whole set of foods: a side dish/snack + main meal per day of the project. My recipe list is as follows:
- Shakshuka (Eggs in purgatory)
- Pasta and poached egg
- Fried egg sandwiches
A few months ago, I made hot cross buns.
I got the recipe from my favorite bookish cooking blog: The Little Library Cafe
But the recipe had a specific ingredient — “mixed spice”. What the heck is mixed spice? I’m sitting there thinking, “Can I mix any spices I want?” Thanks to Google, I discovered that it was a specific spice blend used by the British. I made it, I put it on and in the buns, and it was so interesting. It was like pumpkin spice (allspice) but with an extra spicy kick. It’s got all those gorgeous warm spices — cinnamon, nutmeg, cloves — and a bunch of other, more intense spices — ginger, white pepper. It adds an extra oomph to a cozy little spice mix. Those buns were yummy, and definitely reminded me of the book it was based off of, The Tale of Peter Rabbit. I ended up making a whole other batch of this spice, just in case (you know…what if?). Which left me with the question: what to do with the rest of this mixed spice?
Tonight is a different kind of post. You see, my Granddad passed away on October 31, 2016. He was 86. We laid him to rest today, and I can’t finish out the day without writing down at least some of my memories. I worry so much that they will fade with time, so I appreciate the Internet being a venue where I can write them down and look back on them to help me remember.
It’s officially September.
This means several important things.
A.) The first sickness of the schoolyear is over. They got me early. I was hacking and coughing by the middle of week two. So I didn’t bake for a while until I got over it. Plus, I didn’t feel like baking. Weird, right?
B.) I’m over that! This week, I got the fire in me again. But a nice, pleasant, smouldering little fire like you might have on a chilly, rainy, late-summer afternoon. This weekend, I’m making things because I want to.
C.) I’m a tad overemotional. I was flipping through one of my favorite blogs, The Little Library Cafe, and I came across this blog post: Currant Buns: The Tale of Peter Rabbit.