Everyone has their favourite pumpkin soup recipe. My favourite is one I have posted before – Pumpkin, cashew and coriander soup. It is a beauty (check it out here) but it does take a bit of effort. And there are plenty of times when effort does not figure. For those times, I have been dreaming of a recipe my mum used to make. I had it hand written in my recipe book but somehow I lost it. I did ask my sisters but to no avail. I remembered the ingredients – chicken stock, pumpkin, tomatoes and onion but I couldn’t remember the proportions.
I was going through my emails the other day, deleting like mad. In this household, we get five of every email, we have two computers, an iPad, and two iPhones. That is a lot of deleting. To make matters worse, when we arrive at either Bridgetown or Perth, the in-box is chockers after not being open for up to two weeks. On the night of arrival, I delete like crazy and, again, on the night before departure. Sometimes, I get carried away and delete an important email or one I had saved to read – que sera, sera.
I still have 14 pumpkins from last year’s crop and I am told it is very difficult (impossible?) to store them over summer. Shit! I was under the impression that they could last out the year.
Oh, well, … I haven’t given up hope. Everything I have read says keep them in a cool dry place. As you all know, there is no such place during an Australian summer. The only other advice I have read to prolong their life is to wipe them with disinfectant. This protects them from bacteria. I washed my pumpkins in diluted Pine-O-Cleen, made sure they were perfectly dry, then put them in the cool room. Here’s hoping.
I showcased this loaf in my latest IMK post. As I mentioned in that post, I always make the same recipe (this one) but, the other day, decided to make an effort and try something new. And with all those pumpkins lying around, a pumpkin loaf seemed logical.
I must say, I was pretty happy with the loaf when I took it out of the oven but, at the time of writing my IMK post, I hadn’t cut the bread and tasted it. The loaf was well risen and a delightful colour. It verged on warranting the description, ‘beautiful’. Continue reading
As you all know, I made my mum’s pumpkin fruit cake last week. I am not a fan of fruit cake but thought I would make it because I have pumpkins galore. Also, every now and again I do like to make something that my mum made.
In my hand written recipe book, on the same page as mum’s fruit cake is this recipe. I had made it before but it was long forgotten. Continue reading
You know, I have never been a fan of fruit cake and I place the blame squarely on this recipe.
My mum was a take it or leave it type of person. If you didn’t want what was on offer, then you could go without. Many times I would be starving, as only a child can be, and I would ask mum, ‘What’s to eat?’ The answer was, invariably, ‘There is some pumpkin cake in the tin.’ There was always bloody pumpkin cake in the tin!! For the whole of my childhood, I don’t remember there ever being another variety of cake in the tin. Continue reading
These little guys look very rustic but geez they taste good.
A friend dropped in the other day. Luckily, I had some muffins in the freezer so it was just a matter of zapping them for a few seconds to create an impromptu morning tea. The situation reinforced to me how useful a few muffins the freezer can be. When my friend left, I thought I would grab the opportunity to replenish our supply. Continue reading