I’m reading Richard Flanagan’s And What Do You Do, Mr Gable? at the moment* and in it there’s a short essay called ‘Bread’ which was originally published in The Age. He talks about his memories of bread baking, dating back to when he was a child. At the end also is a recipe called ‘The…
Life / February 16th, 2012
I’m excited to be able to share with you today a very cool campaign going on at the moment. The Good Guys are giving a blogger the opportunity to be considered for the role of The Good Guys Home Chef Blogger. This contract will include amazing prizes such as The Good Guys kitchen appliances, Coles vouchers for recipe…
… everything comes back: the necessity of scoping out the best possible places to eat at lunch, the divide between the great range of eating options within walking distance versus whatever is quick and easy and cheap that you can take back to your desk; perving on the reading material of fellow passengers on the…
This is a Margaret Fulton recipe, as was the fruit souffle tart – a tidbit of information I forgot to mention! Again, because it’s baking and that is a precise art, I faithfully followed her word and won’t repost the recipe, but if you feel inspired the link to the page is here. Actually, wait,…
Today saw me catch a dream run into Brunswick, even at the tail end of peak hour traffic on Alexandra Parade, and thanks to arriving early for a meeting appointment I was able to grab a coffee on Sydney Rd. Sitting in the cafe, as I am above, I watched the people go by until…
Any emotion, if it is sincere, is involuntary. Mark Twain. If there is one thing I notice about blogging, as both a writer and a reader, is that sometimes we do not take ourselves out of our stories enough to get the proper perspective needed to determine whether we’re telling them properly. Not unrelated to…
Second shot, clockwise from bottom left: stepping over the threshold into his classroom, his name at his desk, Adam holding my hand on the way home to keep me from blubbering or, to put it another way, losing mah shit. Riley is only on half days this week before moving on to full days next…
I feel I need to clarify that statement: ‘invest’ would suggest handing over vast sums of money (which we don’t have) for a painting or a statue that we would keep in the house and forever look over protectively, with a hand-wringing paranoia that it must not be touched or gone near. No, when I…
This is the first recipe I’ve made that I’ve followed down to the very syllable and as such I’m not comfortable posting the method like I have for most of the others so far. Luckily, though, I’ve found it for you via a scanned Google book (which is hardly any better copyright wise, I’d argue)….
