If that didn’t attract your attention; nothing will!
Late last week I decided to make some cakes. I’m not very fond of the cakes or buns, from the local bakery/ies, or stuff that supermarkets try to pass off as cakes. The bakery cakes, have a likeness about them which I find uninteresting, they all appear to have the same texture, and, except for the chocolate cakes, they all taste petty much the same.
The supermarket stuff is just a gluggy mess of flour, flavouring and who knows what else, shoved into ovens and ‘cooked’ packaged and flogged! Packet cake mixes are not much better!
So if you want a decent cake you have to cook it yourself! And I felt like some cakes!
The War Office suggested some friands, as you know, when the W.O. suggests something,
I take it as a direct order. some will recall I made some a few months back, that’s them over there >>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Those hardly souls, and keen followers, of my codswallop all know that I don’t have/keep or use recipes as such. I do have a few notes, or lists, of ingredients, weight and or quantity of stuff for various things but no actual recipes. Although I have got one now, I might bore you with how and why later.
Now the only thing I know for certain, is that when baking/making friands, I use the white of five eggs. The yolks go in a rice pudding, sometimes.
Disaster strikes! I could not find my list of the rest of the stuff, and there’s plenty, I must have thrown it out, along with, I have no idea, what else, when I was clearing out loads of what I’d thought was rubbish a few weeks back.
The War Office to the rescue,”go on line get the recipe there” says she; right says me, and off I trot; trouble is I didn’t get my original recipe from the internet, I probably got it, from womans magazine, somewhere, years ago.
You type ‘Friand ‘ recipes in Google and you’ll get over 90 thousand ‘hits’ for ’em; I know all the ingredients, and there’s enough of them. I know what to do when I’ve got them, trouble is, I can never remember the exact quantities, ‘cept for the eggs, and that’s the main thing.
The right quantity.
I knew I’d recognize it if I saw it, but after half hour or so, of frustrating browsing, I’d come across one recipe that was similar, trouble was instead of giving weight they gave quantities, by cups can you believe?
Bing a stout fellow (well not physically anymore), heart of oak, becoming a Pom in Australia I took a punt, and had a bash. Naturally I popped in the raspberries, the War Office likes raspberries in her friands.
They turned out okay.
Three weeks or so later……..
Thought I might as well finish this ‘draft; is it still a draft now that I’m finishing it? Who knows? I’m sure my mentor, and tutor, will have words of wisdom to put my worries to rest and comfort me.
About a week or so after the last had been devoured, I was still agitated by the loss of my original ‘recipe’; and I awoke around 3 am with a start; I’d written the complete recipe, sort of, for my daughter Sarah a few years previous and printed it out. Did I have a copy tucked away on a backup disk?
There was no way I was going to boot up at that time of the morning, so I took the unusual step of writing myself a note. I have a thing about writing notes. I don’t!
It must have been a Tuesday morning as I was home alone; except for my faithful friend Coco.
Before booting up for the day I rummaged around my backup drives, selected the one with the most dust on and hooked it up. It’s still hooked. Third from the bottom – Recipes!
Opened it up!
Printed it out
I now have an actual recipe, from which to work, so tomorrow or the next day I might just go ahead and make a fresh batch.
I wonder how they’ll turn out?
I don’t have an apple for my teacher, but I’m sure he will appreciate this
Told you I’d taken photo’s of that ship, the “Friendship – Salem”