26 March 2014
Last night I was searching for something, a lone cookie, some candy, something and then I ran across the fruitcake. As always, I baked fruitcakes for Christmas. I am a firm defender of fruitcakes. They respond like that old computer joke about "garbage in, garbage out." Same with a fruitcake. Unless you go the extra mile to get beautiful dried fruit, plump raisins, and a nice rum; unless you are will to bake it low and slow for several hours, you get garbage out. But put in the effort and months later you still have a lovely sweet snack.
I felt a bit like Lord Carnarvon unwrapping a mummy. There were three layers of aluminium foil. Four or five wrappings of cling film. Finally rum soaked cheesecloth that needed another soaking. Finally, the fruitcake. I sliced it, inspected it, and broke off a small corner for just a careful taste. (I have heard those stories of people finding fruitcakes 10 or 12 years later and eating them, but one always wants to check.)
It was delicious, firm, moist and studded with fruit. I poured a cup of coffee and had a late-night sweet. Another reason one should make Christmas fruitcake.
25 March 2014
17 March 2014
Let us step back to the end of February (still in Pisces mode) when it was cold and dreary. We bought several bags of Meyer lemons and made marmalade and jelly. Sweet and tart and the perfect curative for that pesky scurvy.
Now fast forward to birthday which needed the perfect libation with a minimum of work. The second the Meyer Lemon Jelly was in the jar, we knew it would be the most awesome cocktail ingredient. Our drink of choice is a gin based French 75. We uncorked the richly botanical Botanist Gin (thanks for the recommendation Pigtown Design), added the jelly and topped off with prosecco. The perfect French 75 with no work.
1 teaspoon Meyer Lemon Jelly
1 ounce Botanist Gin
In a champagne flute (about six ounces) add the jelly and gin. Give a quick stir. Top off with prosecco.
Happy Birthday to Me!
Besides having a cocktail, the plan was to bake a cake. A chocolate cake. Then, at the Post Office, Postmistress Nelda delivered a cake with the mail. We have the best Post Office here in Shirley (or perhaps the best postmistress.)
13 March 2014
What a week!
The crocus broke through the frozen ground.
We got rid of that pesky Daylight Savings Time and now there is light at 6pm.
The weatherman was ecstatic that we were having eleven straight hours of temperatures ABOVE freezing.
One afternoon the temperature rose to 68! We worked in the yard. We burned leaves. We abandoned the coat. It was glorious.
Then...another polar vortex came crashing down and in 36 hours we went from 68 degrees to 7 degrees.
But this, too, shall pass...an Spring will sprung...soon, please.
10 March 2014
Here is today's pressing question. Was Elaine Stritch unavailable to play Madame D.?
UPDATE: The post would make more sense if the photos were visible!