As a child I could eat most things as long as it was covered in at least 1 inch of Tomato Ketchup… even pesky vegetables. Now all these years later,Hawklad has upped the ante. Seemingly everything on his plate is edible as long as it’s found submerged in a sea of the red stuff. But whereas I would be fine with the cheapest ketchup, Hawklad has to have Heinz…. And when I say a sea of the stuff, it’s at volume levels which create destructive pressure levels. The Swiss Hotel we would stay at on more than one occasion had to order more ketchup as someone had completely exhausted their stocks.
Spiez, a wonderful town which every so often has had its Ketchup stocks put under extreme pressure….
Spent about twenty minutes here without seeing another car. Bridges are so much nicer without traffic….
When we returned from our trip out, it was TV time. Hawklad selected a fine comedic movie….
Kramer v Kramer.
The comedy came as the end credits rolled.
“Dad, did you notice that Dustin Hoffman became a decent cook after 8 months. See single parent DADs can do it. You have had 8 Years and you are getting worse. It’s just not fair….”
Can a Dad sue his SON, it’s just over 7 years not 8…..
And this time it’s not a risk to dental work. Moist and almost like a proper cake. Ok, I admit that some careful cutting has masked the collapsed part of this culinary delight. I also ran out of ingredients, hence only one layer and the jam on top….
Surely you can do way better OR maybe you are truly a Generational Talent and can actually lower the bar even lower than ME.
The EXPRESS YOURSELF Great Bloggers Bake-off is THIS WEEKEND.
If you fancy having a go either wonderfully well or worryingly woefully, you can send photos of your creations or monstrosities to
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Check out Mel’s wonderful site for more information and the latest baking creations.
Several decades ago, it was similarly wet when the University Rugby Team I was playing for travelled to Oxford for a cup game. What a mud bath. Damp must have got into my system as our huge shed of a Prop and the normally mild mannered ME decided to have a fight with the Opposition Front Row. The end result 5 SENT OFF including ME.
Our team operated a FORFEIT system for disciplinary breaches. The Coach had acquired a huge pack of adult party cards listing various odd punishments. My punishment was to ‘Taste Perfume’. Talk about Eye Watering. Trust me with some of these forfeits, I got off lightly.
On this occasion, my fellow miscreant was forced with his Forfeit Card to dress up for a day. He walked about the campus and city centre dressed as a GIANT PARROT. Biggest Bird you have ever seen. Very impressive and yet a nightmare for him. The costume cost him a fortune to buy, it was heavy, uncomfortable and almost impossible to do anything in. At one stage he even got stuck in some revolving doors and caused a bit of a scene in the local supermarket. He had a truly miserable day.
But here’s the thing. He misheard the challenge. He was supposed to dress up for the day as a PIRATE. No one had the heart to tell him. I guess it was his way of Expressing Himself.
The EXPRESS YOURSELF Great Bloggers Bake-off is THIS WEEKEND….
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It looks almost edible…. It looks almost like a flapjack……
I wouldn’t know what it tastes like……
Another baking tooth breaker. It might look soft but looks can deceive. My kitchen knifes could not cut it. It was even beyond the electric knife, definite burning smell after a few seconds. In the end this almost square flapjack was made using my Wood Saw.
Oh dear….. I guess it’s a talent.
Surely you can do way better OR maybe you are truly a Generational Talent and can actually lower the bar even lower than ME.
The EXPRESS YOURSELF Great Bloggers Bake-off is back. (26th-27th August 2023).
If you fancy having a go either wonderfully well or worryingly woefully, you can send photos of your creations or monstrosities to
crushedcaramel@gmail.com
Check out Mel’s wonderful site for more information and the latest baking creations.
Sometimes even I can’t totally mess up something. Coming from Yorkshire, it would be the stuff of excommunication if I couldn’t cobble together an edible Yorkshire Pudding.
They might not be the biggest, or crispiest or most golden in The Land but in my defence they are egg, dairy and gluten FREE.
One old legend states that these puddings got the name YORKSHIRE from COAL. Originally these were made over an open fire and because of the Yorkshire Coal, the higher coal fire temperatures made for a crispier, bigger pudding.
See everyday is a school day…..
Surely you can do way better OR maybe you are truly a Generational Talent and can actually lower the bar even lower than ME.
The EXPRESS YOURSELF Great Bloggers Bake-off is back. (26th-27th August 2023).
If you fancy having a go either wonderfully well or worryingly woefully, you can send photos of your creations or monstrosities to
crushedcaramel@gmail.com
Check out Mel’s wonderful site for more information and the latest baking creations.
The Farmer has been busy, definitely been trying to dodge the rain.
Just a few days back it was like this….
In the time its taken The Farmer to sort out this field and several others, I have been trying to make Chocolate Cornflake Cakes. Trying is the key word there.
How hard can it be….
Actually probably as HARD as most of the cakes have turned out. Like concrete, no actually more like Wurzite Boron Nitride which apparently is even harder than Diamond. Its amazing how something as soft as runny chocolate can produce these armour plated baking abominations.
Surely you can do way better OR maybe you are truly a Generational Talent and can actually lower the bar even lower than ME.
The EXPRESS YOURSELF Great Bloggers Bake-off is back. (26th-27th August 2023).
If you fancy having a go either wonderfully well or worryingly woefully, you can send photos of your creations or monstrosities to
crushedcaramel@gmail.com
Check out Mel’s wonderful site for more information and the latest baking creations.
Do you think I would get away with this in my garden as a bit of a water feature. You don’t think that it might be a tad pretentious. My current water feature is me walking about with a watering can….. Imagine the fun Captain Chaos would have with this.
We were in the garden (without a water feature) playing table tennis and trying to lift Hawklad’s spirits after a demoralising couple of hours revising. He was frustrated and dispirited because we had picked up that he had been using the wrong method to calculate something in mathematics. He’d apparently been doing it the wrong way for a couple of years but as the teacher hasn’t been looking at his submitted maths work, it wasn’t picked up until we spotted it.
He had an Easter Egg, I had a coffee with a BUTTY.
I came from a family that survived on Butties… Dad would always say only POSH people called them sandwiches. Most items could be placed between two slabs of bread for a tasty meal. Family favourites included
Fish Finger butties
Chip butties (My favourite)
Crisp butties (Mum’s favourite)
Baked Beans butties (don’t wear a white shirt eating this one)
Sausage butties
Yorkshire Pudding and Gravy butties (a particularly messy one)
Mushy Peas and Vinegar butties
Fried Egg and Tomato Ketchup butties
Last nights Pizza butties
Pork Pie butties (Dad’s favourite)
At one stage I even started having Pot Noddle butties
All things butties. I even once remember a debate about whether a slice of bread sandwiched between two other slices of bread counted as a Bread Butty or just three Slices of Bread. Whatever the answer to this philosophical point, we had so many butties as a family for one good reason. Bread was cheap, it was a cheap way of padding out our meals.
Now a thought has crossed my mind. Sitting in our garden, it’s summer, after the exams, next to that giant water feature, having a butty. That works…
It’s the Great Bloggers Bake-off this weekend. So here goes, time for a bit of homemade apple pie, made with home grown super sour apples. From this very rainbow tree.
After some very careful editing of which part of the pie to show you, it kinda looks edible.
And the official taste test….
“It’s reasonably decent but are you going to give the first attempt to the birds….” Shush… let’s not mention the first try.
Yes the birds will feed well tomorrow.
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Ok, it might not win any Michelin Stars but in the great culinary scheme of things, that ain’t too bad at all. The Yorkshire Baron Frankenstein can occasionally do some of that strange science called Baking….
If this muppet can do it…..
Go on, why don’t you have a go. This weekend, it’s the Great Bloggers Bake-Go on, why don’t you have a go.
You can find all the latest on the Bake-off and so much more on Mel’s wonderful site.
A Dad trying to cope with the loss of his Partner and becoming a single parent. 