Showing posts with label cooking with children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cooking with children. Show all posts

Friday, February 3, 2012

Maître des Crèpes

Or Crèpemeister, or whatever you want! This is Son 2: When he first arrived in France their little 'French as a second language' book gave them a recipe for crèpes and he's been helping me make them ever since. Now he's pretty much independent, and as he's such a perfectionist he prefers the way he makes them, anyway!

Yesterday was Candlemas, la Chandeleur in French. That's the French Pancake Day, so it was handy that Son 2 came home from school early to take possession of the kitchen. The cause was this:Just enough snow to keep the teachers from further out of town from getting in for their lessons!Son 1 and his knee say 'Hi'! We spent yesterday evening eating pancakes and playing Carcasonne. It's not such a hard life...

Monday, January 23, 2012

A little domestic chatter...

We had a whirl-wind week last week, with Son 1 and me charging to and from Toulouse (apparantly one of Europe's most congested cities), Ben also working hard and Son 2 feeling slightly neglected! A domesticated weekend was called for... Son 1 decided to cook, big time. He made fudge as a thank-you present to the museum staff who'd helped his work experience, and then turned to the Hairy Biker's Cookbook for various feasts: on Saturday night (rather late) we ate Romanian mititei (pronounced 'mitchi') and a fantastic Mexican chocolate pudding - sorry, no photos, we were too busy eating! We even fed Son 2's friend, who was staying over as a favour to his mum, and had eaten before he came... he had space for a choc pud, though!


On Sunday morning I decided to get in the kitchen with Son 1, as he was attempting to produce Romainian Sarmale, which has a two-hour cooking time. Even with me and Ben helping the night before, Son 1 had been a slow chef... but with two of us on the go we produced this really excellent stew. It probably doesn't look special but 4 out of 5 of us (Son 2's friend included) gave it very high marks - a super Sunday lunch! And only slightly late. We don't pay any attention to Son 2's vote, unfortunately, as he's a very conservative eater...


On Sunday afternoon the three boys went off to play with three brothers who live nearby ('their parents were slightly overwhelmed at times', admits Son 1...). I joined Ben in the garden, where he had been chopping wood for a few hours. I held branches while he sliced through them with the chainsaw, and then moved the wood to the shed, where he stacked it beautifully:That should do us for the rest of the winter!Today has provided the blessed relief of staying home alone. I tidied and sorted and cleaned, and took some photos! The (modern) boutis quilt and vintage lace pillows came from a charity shop last week, and the 'wooden' tray below (it's actually modern plastic) was from one of the Troc shops in Toulouse. My visits there were not entirely cultural, as you see!






Today I decided to have one of my periodic battles with my very own 'Sofa that Mocks Me'. (The original 'Couch that Mocks Me' was Lola Nova's and can be seen here and here, but I have one of my own...). I was fairly happy with the technicolour cheeriness (and above all cleanliness) of the result:Whilst giving the rug a good hoover (not that you'd know it from these photos) I thought, as always, of Jane. She told me once that she doesn't like modern oriental rugs, but does like them when they've got old and battered.Old enough for you, Jane? (Spot the super mend by someone before my time.)Battered enough for you, Jane? (I've mended this edge so many times that I'm currently on slobby strike, I'm afraid.)But I really, really, do love my rug, and I think Jane will too!So, the rest of this afternoon holds more time in the kitchen for me. Serge, our neighbour and Ben's partner in gardening swaps, asked if we could take half of a pumpkin (or courge). One of his had grown into the hedge, and the only way to get it out would be to cut down a tree or cut up the pumpkin! Sensibly, he decided on cutting up the pumpkin, having checked that we would take part of its bulk of his hands...I managed to pass the quarter-piece on to another friend today, so now I'm left with half of this mis-shapen monster (do you see where it grew against the tree branches?) and am going downstairs to chop and bake and produce cheese sauce pumpkin bake and roasted pumpkin soup! So, what are your domestic plans this week?

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Ingredients of Cocooning

For cheerful cocooning (see previous post), you may need: Good children's boks, old and new.

Family (added chocolate optional).

Time to enjoy the autumn leaves outdoors,

and indoors.Space to enjoy the autumn flowers outdoors,and indoors!You may wish to add the following:Great charity shopping in the Saint Columba's Hospice shop, resulting in a complete outfit





which made a waiter (of my own age) briefly speechless - the kind of thing you may take for granted at 20 but which is truly delightful at 42.

Outfit badly photographed here in the good company of Ben's great, great great Aunt Selina and a cheerful Amish couple embroidered by my mother in the '70s.

Friendly gourds to carve.

More flowers out of doors - good for the spirit!

Roasting red chillis - good for the senses! Hopefully also good in chilli con carne if the experiment works.

And as a final touch, leave the fork-decorations on your shortbread to a younger member of the family... cheerfulness guaranteed!

Friday, September 30, 2011

In love with...

... my shady spot next to the Cosmos, the Black-Eyed Susans and (Lululiz's) Morning Glories... ... this year's charity shop blanket - a volunteer knits a few every year, and I pick up another one for the collection each autumn!..

... the bag I customised this weekend. CK? What CK?..

... and a certain birthday-man who turned 44 on Wednesday.

The boys made him a cake each!

Monday, May 2, 2011

A little corner of France...

... became Britain last Friday!We sat on a patriotic sofa,


and ate a union flag cake decorated by Son 1,


with 'red, white and blue' layers - the boys made one colour each (I did the 'white' one).


We continue to have a great time with Ben's best of British mum, and are hoping to go to an animal park tomorrow, if the weather doesn't break! Thanks for all your lovely comments and I'll be around, if not very much just yet...

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Mince Pies - The Result

Oh, I loved your comments on my first mince pie post! Lululiz rightly pointed out: "Hahahaha, those are the best competitions, where you get to scoff lots of lovely things, and in the end it doesn't really matter who wins, because you are all too stuffed to care, lol."
Heidi of Bord and Butik asked "This may sound silly but I have never tried this pie. I always thought it sounded .....are there prunes in it?" Perfectly good question, Heidi - you've taught me a lot about food, so now I hope I can teach you a bit about British Christmas food! I'll begin with another email from a non-Brit (and you can tell...)

Green Thumb said: "Ha ha! it sounds like a competition for who's getting fatter!" But yes, my Italian friend, the British Christmas IS a competition to see who can get the fattest! Any Brits out there who disagree? Living in France has shown me that good food doesn't necessarily mean excessive food, but that came as a bit of a shock to a Brit!So now, to business. Mincemeat used to contain meat, in the Middle Ages, but now only the dried fruits, fat, apple, nuts, sugar and alcohol are left. Those are your basic ingredients - usually dried grapes in all their various forms, and citrus peel. No prunes, actually. Suet can be vegetarian, so you're safe if you don't fancy the traditional beef fat.
The pastry is very important. This is where I feel the Hairy Bikers' recipe really falls down. Theirs sounds good, with a lot of orange peel and orange juice in the mixture, but the pastry comes out of the blender like modelling clay and cooks similarly. Did you find that, Maggie? I tried it by hand and it was no better.Therefore, my pies, with the sweetened, enriched pastry recipe from Ben's 1990 Good Housekeeping recipe book, came out the winner. My mincemeat, à la Delia, also wins for the most traditional yumminess. (Delia is Martha without the home decor, for my American friends.) But we did like the HB's smoother, more citrussy mincemeat too, and I've put some of that into my own pastry cases, and we are looking forward to that tonight!

j

Perhaps the best result: Son 2, who is Picky Eater Number 1, decided to try his brother's mincepies because he was starving (nothing else would have motivated him) and he has finally decided he LOVES mince pies! Since then he as also tried mashed potato with pumpkin, which even his brother won't eat! So we have a more relaxed eater, willing try occasionally try a few new things. RESULT indeed!

Friday, December 17, 2010

The Great Mince Pie Race of 2010

It all started when I met Maggie B. She popped over from Normandy (in Blogland, anything is possible) and mentioned that this year she was making the Hairy Biker's Mince Pies, in place of Delia's.
j
Son 1 one was interested. He is a fan of the Hairy Bikers. He decided that he would make their mincemeat and mince pies.
j
Meanwhile, I would make Delia's mincemeat and use pastry from The Good Houskeeeping recipe, as I usually do.
j
And there would be a competition, judged by the family, for the best recipe...
j
So far we are just enjoying eating an AWFUL lot of mince pies!
j
Stay tuned for the verdict...

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Morning Glories from Blogland

"Morning Glories climb my wall
with soft green hands,
And never fall." That's a little rhyme I remember from a childhood book. These morning glories are on our rustic fence, and were grown from seeds sent to me by Lululiz!
She also sent me the seeds for these wondeful soft blue sweetpeas. Thanks, Liz!
These are Scottish wildflowers from an incredibly successful seed mix that my parents gave the boys.

The veg garden is very productive too - the other day Son 2 and I used garden produce to make his favourite, carrot cake, and decorated it with a real baby carrot too!

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

The Mega-Cakes

I'm scheduling this post, as Tuesday and Wednesday are hugely busy days for me - I'm doing final exams, in the form of one-to-one interviews, for 33 university students. Intensive, challenging, fun and well-paid! But I promised to tell you about the two mega-cakes at my birthday tea party... The chocolate monster above was made by Son 2, in partnership with me.
The recipe was from his wonderful new cookbook, The Barefoot Contessa, which he won in Sherri B's recipe competition.
Doesn't this chocolatey smile say it all?
And here is the final offering - Chocolate Buttercream Cake, made and decorated by Son 2. Wow, what a cake!
Can you see, lurking behind the chocolate monster, Ben's wonderful Swiss Roll? Or 'roulade' if you prefer. It's filled with home made lemon curd and crème fraiche, and was just brilliant, although eclipsed by his son's mega-cake.
There was much enthusiasm when the candles were lit.
And of course, Son 2 used a few of the re-lighting candles that Ben tormented me with last year...

Look at the difference in the weather between this June and last! Same dress, though...