A sojourn and a recipe

Maus and I have been busy of late (when I say busy, remember, everything is relative) so we decided we needed a break.  Maus chose Augusta, a coastal town 1½ hour drive south west of us.  We had a fab time.

We stayed at the local hotel (which is not recommended but was adequate).  When booking in, Maus picked up brochures for local whale watching tours.  I have had whale watching on my “must do list” for quite a while.  We had intended to go to Albany later this winter for that purpose.  I didn’t even know that you could go whale watching from Augusta. Continue reading

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Simple apple, pecan and cinnamon crumble cake

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I got a text from my mate Deb, the virtual cook, last week.  It read:

I have a really nice dessert recipe for you.  I will email it sometime this week.  I didn’t make it but had the pleasure of eating it.

Later in the week, the pre-empted email arrived.  I read the first line (Whenever I bake this cake I think of my mum, Cooee, …) and was immediately interested.  There is only one cookbook writer with a mum called “Cooee” – Belinda Jeffery, of course. 🙂  I went to my cookbooks and searched for the recipe.  “Strange,” I thought.  “I don’t have it!!!!”  I found a very similar recipe in Mix & Bake called Apple & Pecan Crumble Cake but it wasn’t exactly the same. Continue reading

Dampfnudeln

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Today’s recipe is another from this month’s feature cookbook by The Cookbook Guru, The Book of Household Management, by Mrs Isabella Beeton.  I think I deserve a medal for attempting this recipe.  Mrs Beeton is not particularly forthcoming with quantities and instructions and I had never made a rich, sweet bread before so I really didn’t know how the dough should look.  All this made the task challenging, to say the least.  All worked out well and we ended up with ten perfect dampfnudeln.  Kids (and men) would love these. I can imagine feeding a room full of teenagers and it wouldn’t cost much more than the price of a dozen eggs. Continue reading

Rich Creamy Rice Pudding with Strawberry Jam

The other day we had guests coming and we were flicking through our limited range of cookbooks we keep in Bridgetown then Maus suddenly said, ‘What about rice pudding? I like rice pudding.’  I was a bit nervous about the idea.  As a child I would cry if my mum made me eat rice pudding. I did not like it.  Mum’s rice pudding was baked and it had a brown skin on it. I am not sure if it was the skin that put me off. Continue reading