After yesterdays wordy post I’m sort of all typed out. So instead of a story, let’s just talk about making these muffins.
Well actually I have a very short story…these photos are not completely staged. They were taken yesterday morning whilst I was getting ready for work and was eating a one of the muffins with grapefruit curd for breakfast. If I run out of time for taking photos at the weekend then the only option, at this time of year, is to take photographs in the morning. This is not ideal when you’re as slow to get out of bed in the mornings as I am. I suppose I should be thankful it was muffins I had to photograph and not an apple pie or something!
There are a few processes here but all very simple. It just takes a little patience and a little aggression…for kneading the dough, nothing more sinister than that! First we mix the ingredients, there are only six, then we knead for about ten minutes.
After all that work you’ve totally earned a cup of tea. There is at least an hour to kill so we can read a book or paint our nails whilst the dough rises. Continue reading
With the boxes strewn around my bedroom and black bags of old clothes and books piling up it finally feels real enough to tell everyone that I’m moving! After ten and a half years of living in Glasgow (that it’s been that long I simply cannot believe) it’s time to head back up north to my homeland of Inverness.
It’s exciting and scary but I think those are usually the best kind of decisions. The move has meant one major change to my life, which was quitting my job. After five torturous years at university and a further five, admittedly much less torturous, working as an architectural assistant, I’ve reached my limit. I tried to make it work but the profession is not for me, something I have honestly known for about 9 years but either I don’t like to give in or I’m scared of change, even if it is for the better, I think it’s a bit of both.
Anyway, better times lie ahead, new adventures and challenges, a new career too but more on that soon. It will definitely be a new experience living in my home town as an adult but there’s a lot to look forward to:
- Being back in the same town as my best friend. So excited for this, let the nonsense commence!
- Living close to the rest of my family. Now my brother is back in Inverness I do feel a little out of the loop at times so I’m looking forward to being nearby (initially very nearby, as in the same house!).
- My parents kitten Alfie.
- Getting fit. With a best friend who now runs and a cousin who is a fitness instructor I feel like I will have no excuse not to jump on the health wagon.
- Closer to the beach. Nairn, Dornoch, Rosemarkie…you can’t beat a beach walk.
- Joining some new clubs/classes. In my Inverness research I’ve come across a few classes I’d like to attend – beginners adult ballet, pilates, cake decorating – and some clubs I’d like to join – tennis and maybe start the Inverness faction of the Baking Club.
Of course it’s mostly about a new life and career but those are the added extras to anticipate. Continue reading
Getting through a workday without my 11am cereal bar is all but impossible. No matter what I eat breakfast never fills me up until lunch, I seem to have a crazy fast metabolism (which I am eternally thankful for, imagine what size I’d be if I didn’t!). Shop bought cereal bars or granola bars are usually my go-to, which is bad, I know, with all their unnecessary sugar and fat, but they are so convenient and tasty – Tracker bars and Nature Valley granola bars being my favourite. In my defence, every attempt at granola bars has ended in…well, granola, so shop bought it is!
A couple of weekends ago when on a mega baking kick, I wanted a little respite from all of the butter and sugar, when I found these. They are truly delicious. You don’t feel remotely short changed by the wholesome and mostly healthy ingredients. They are sweet, soft, a little chewy and they definitely feel like a treat, I’ve made two batches since discovering the recipe already!
They are gluten free and are sort based on a macaroon, with ground almond and desiccated coconut making up the base. There is a little sugar, to give them some sweetness, and cacao nibs provide the crunch. Don’t be put off by their healthy properties, give them a try! Continue reading
When is it doughnuts and not donuts? Is it the American was to call them Donuts, a la Dunkin Donuts? To be fair, these doughnuts/donuts don’t actually use any dough so I doubt it really matters too much. According to Krispy Kreme, my gold standard when it comes to the deep fried variety call them doughnuts, so that about settles it in my mind.
I Google’d it, because when in doubt….Google, and stumbled a wonderful article about aman who baked 799 cookies in 24 hours to give to friends, in exchange for the friends donating to charity. The story of his baking marathon is interwoven with notes from the story of his grandfathers bakery, started just before World War 2. I suggest you check it out, it’s a lovely way to spend ten minutes!
Anyway, in conclusion, we’re spelling it doughnuts and we’re baking these doughnuts. Blueberry and sour cream doughnuts with a lemon and blueberry glaze. Delicious and summery, so not season appropriate but they should cheer you up on a dreary February afternoon. Continue reading
So these cookies are a little late, but it doesn’t need to be Valentines Day to tell someone you love them, especially if you have cookies! I made these last week for the latest Baking Club meet up, which was held in the Waverley Tearooms – who were very friendly and accommodating of us.
There was about nine or ten of us this month and there was, as always, a delicious array of baking. It all tasted delicious, one of my favourites was Bex’s cheesy apple hearts…cheese, pastry and apple…what’s not to love!
I made these delicate grapefruit sandwich cookies – sweet and light with just the right amount of citrus-y tang. I added the white chocolate hearts because…well, it was Valentines Day after all!