I discovered a cookbook I brought about 7 years ago. It is a Women's Weekly book and it is amazing. It's one of those books I've looked through quite a few times and though, "Why did I ever even buy this?" and put back on the bookshelf.
For some reason I picked it up on Sunday night and started flipping though it and couldn't help but be amazed at how easy a lot of the recipes looked. Quite often I assume that because something seems pretty simple it mustn't taste very good. The thing is, while this is true for some of those "4 ingredients and dinner in 2 seconds", books for this book it is different. This book seems to strike the right balance between easy to make, accessible ingredients and taste. I kicked started with this delicious breakfast:
Breakfast Beans
What you need
1/2 an onion diced
2 cloves garlic
3 bacon rashers diced
1 can diced tomatoes
1 tablespoon wholegrain mustard
1 can cannelini beans
parsley
What you do
saute the onion, garlic and bacon in a saucepan until the onion is soft. Add the crushed tomatoes, mustard and beans and stir through until thoroughly heated. Serve on toast with parsley to top.
13.7.12
ANZAC Biscuits
So I'm a little late with these as ANZAC Day was ages ago. However, my English class are studying Australian Representations at the moment and we are watching several scenes from Gallipoli. It has got me in the mood for these crisp, moist delicious cookies,
There's something awesome about butter and golden syrup. I've never really liked golden syrup but the way that it caramelises with the butter in these cookies makes them so special.
I use a pretty simple recipe but one thing I've changed is the addition of sultanas. I LOVE sultanas. Everything is better with them....even cheese. Nothing makes these bikkies better than finding plump, juicy, partially cooked sultanas hidden on the inside....or outside depending on how many you use. Always tasty and perfect morning/afternoon tea snack.
My ANZAC Biscuits
1 cup flour
1 cup of rolled oats mixed
Splash of pepitas and sunflower seeds
Sultanas (as many as you require!)
1/2 cup Raw sugar
1/2 cup Coconut
150grams butter
3 tablespoons golden syrup
1/2 teaspoon bicarb soda
1 tablespoon water
Combine the flour, oats, seeds, sultanas, sugar and coconut in a mixing bowl.
On the stove melt down the butter and the syrup, mixing occasionally. Just as butter melts combine bicarb soda with 1 tablespoon of water and add to butter and syrup. Mixture will bubble up so take off the heat.
Pour butter mixture into dry ingredients and mix to combine. Take small handfuls of mixture and roll into balls, place on baking tray cook in 180 degree oven for about 12 minutes. Sometimes I like mine to be a little overdone, it gives them that crispness.
8.7.12
The countdown
I wish I didn't turn into a 10 year old at the end of every school holidays. Lying awake for hours in bed thinking about everything and nothing in particular.
I miss the feeling of not being home.
We had such a good break. We were busy organizing all the wedding things but it was the first time in 2 years I felt like I'd actually been back home properly.
I felt so much relief just being back there. I keep thinking about the first night back in my old room and the feeling of absolute comfort. The familiar sound of the train line and my mother's unexplainably frustrating out of time ticking clocks.
The silence here is awful now.
We're pretty sure we've decided now. We seem to have talked about it too many times but I think we're sure now.
Really there's not long to go. Probably exactly half way. It's funny how you spend so much time trying to decide something that you have already known the answer to all along.
I feel like somewhere in there I forgot that it could work out and we could go back. Now it's all I can think about and i miss it. And I remember myself probably 2 years ago saying all of this before. The waiting is the hardest part...
I miss the feeling of not being home.
We had such a good break. We were busy organizing all the wedding things but it was the first time in 2 years I felt like I'd actually been back home properly.
I felt so much relief just being back there. I keep thinking about the first night back in my old room and the feeling of absolute comfort. The familiar sound of the train line and my mother's unexplainably frustrating out of time ticking clocks.
The silence here is awful now.
We're pretty sure we've decided now. We seem to have talked about it too many times but I think we're sure now.
Really there's not long to go. Probably exactly half way. It's funny how you spend so much time trying to decide something that you have already known the answer to all along.
I feel like somewhere in there I forgot that it could work out and we could go back. Now it's all I can think about and i miss it. And I remember myself probably 2 years ago saying all of this before. The waiting is the hardest part...
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