Things I'm loving. Fridays, bagels, green tea, scoring awesome clothes from Mum's wardrobe, pumpkin burgers, Kimbra, homemade pasta.
Monday, September 5, 2011
Friday, August 5, 2011
Bollandaise Sauce
Do you have trouble deciding whether to have bérnaise sauce or hollandaise sauce on your poached eggs? Why not hit two birds with one stone and make bollandaise sauce?
The tart lemon hit of a hollandaise and the herbs of a béarnaise. It's genius.
190g butter
4 egg yolks
2 tsp water
1 tps lemon juice
2 tsp tarragon
salt & pepper
1) Melt butter, and skim off the skum. This takes out the whey left in the butter, so you get clarified butter. You can now set your beautiful non frothy clear as crystal butter aside to cool.
2) In a small clean saucepan (we are making sauce after all) add your eggs and 2 tsp water. Whisk for a minute off the heat until frothy and light in colour.
3) Put your light frothy eggs on very low heat and continue whisking for about 3 minutes until eggs are thick and the whisk leaves a trail. Make sure you keep whisking at all times and the heat is low, otherwise you'll end up with scrambled eggs.
4) Take your sauce off the heat, add the lemon juice, tarragon and seasoning.
And if you do accidentally scramble it, just add it to a german potato salad or use it as a lumpy vaseline.
4 egg yolks
2 tsp water
1 tps lemon juice
2 tsp tarragon
salt & pepper
1) Melt butter, and skim off the skum. This takes out the whey left in the butter, so you get clarified butter. You can now set your beautiful non frothy clear as crystal butter aside to cool.
2) In a small clean saucepan (we are making sauce after all) add your eggs and 2 tsp water. Whisk for a minute off the heat until frothy and light in colour.
3) Put your light frothy eggs on very low heat and continue whisking for about 3 minutes until eggs are thick and the whisk leaves a trail. Make sure you keep whisking at all times and the heat is low, otherwise you'll end up with scrambled eggs.
4) Take your sauce off the heat, add the lemon juice, tarragon and seasoning.
And if you do accidentally scramble it, just add it to a german potato salad or use it as a lumpy vaseline.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
I bloody love London
I was in London for the day on my way home to Australia. By george I bloody love it.
Everyone is so polite; when I say "thank you" they say "your welcome".
It's super multicultural; I want Poh for lunch, no pohblem.
They have topshop. And I buy green elephant socks.
Hipsters roam the streets. They are so hip they don't even have hips, and give me directions to the best flat white. P.S next hipster trend= espadrilles and woven tights
And sexy spanish hairdressers, who massaged my headache away into sexy spanish hairdresser heaven.
+Elvira the coolest lawyer in London and possibly the world, who manages to invite stray travellers out for lunch and save the world at the same time.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Back to Perth: Week 1
Goodnight tiger EP launch @ Mojos with Kelsey, (burgers at Flipside a must). Haylee's 19th. Laura saves a dragonfly. Cupcakes at Sherbet. Back to uni. 100 assignments. New flannel sheets.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Good times at Godt Brød
I was lucky enough to get a job at an organic bakery while in Stavanger this summer. Although I definitely would not say the weather was very summery. I never even got the chance to wear shorts or go to the beach! But that didn't matter because I had a grand ole time icing cinnamon buns and buttering organic foccacia rolls. Every morning at 8.55 I would roll down the hill on my aunts bike, and arrive at bakery full of freshly baked boller and cute staff dressed as Norwegian milk maids. It was such a cozy way to spend the day, good food, super funny staff and a chance to improve the standard Norwegian coffee. There were a lot of cute customers (only a few grumpy bums); I loved all the older ladies who came in for morning tea, ordered black filter coffee and boller and would had a serious chat about the weather. Meeting Australians was also hilarious. They never asked me if I was Australian from my accent!? Being in the city centre Australian tourists often came in looking for an egg and bacon breakfast. I told them eggs and bacon didn't exist in Norway but I could make them a bloody good Norwegian breakfast sandwich. I won them over every time. I noticed when making sandwiches that women always knew exactly what they wanted while men where much less picky about what they wanted on their sandwich. Women were also much more likely to complain if they weren't totally satisfied. Norwegain men need to man up! The most popular sandwich for both men and women a like was prawns, mayo and lemon. I totally agree, it's delicious. At the end of the day I would ride my aunts bike back up the hill with a couple of baguettes sticking out the front basket.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
First impressions of Perth
I arrived back in Perth 5am this mid winter morning to a comfortable 10 degrees. You call this winter Perth?! Where are the icy roads and woollen underwear? Then I saw that the number plates have started to start with the letter "D", finally moved past the letter "C", where they have been stuck for several years. The skyline has a new building which adds/ blocks the view, not sure if I like it yet. The local supermarket has a new deli section that sells espresso coffee? Interesting. I am sceptical and intrigued to taste it. Australians talk a load of rubbish. We use the words "like", "kind of", "honestly" and "literally" WAY too much, they make us sound stupid. Curtin University has new "filtered" water fountains, especially so we can save the environment; exciting stuff. There were a lot of old vegetables in the fridge. I threw them away. Nothing has really changed.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Happy 21st Alex
21 things I love about Alex
- she makes an amazing roasted vege cous cous salad
- she can run faster than I can ride a bike
- she is a master at abusing Chilean taxi drivers when they try to scam her
- she introduced me to the Cambodian seafood hotpot and Vietnamese poh
- she tried to make me run away from school when I was 8 to go her house and see a cat
- she converted me to a be a lover of the marmalade and vegemite on toast combination for breakfast
- she loves an adventure
- she works hard
- she is good at putting out fires made by 21 year old stoves
- her family is super cool and sweet
- she is an experts on worms
- she writes long awesome letters on colourful paper with glitter
- she likes manzanas jugosas
- she loves red lipstick
- she appreciates good coffee and good foam
- she disapproves of drug dealers in Bolivian prisons
- she wears havianas in the middle of European winters
- she did an amazing project on Haile Gebrselassie in year 5
- she can made uber delicious homemade chai
- she smells of Miss Dior Cherie
- we'll always be friends, even after arguing about water and washing
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