After some convincing from my Mum, I decided to do a savoury bake this week, much to the disappointment of my sweet tooth. However, what could potentially add even more to this disappointment is the fact they they are currently still in the oven, and the decision to make my own rough puff pastry could lead to a waste of a post, and a lot of time and effort in the bin.
Unfortunately since I am, yet again, in a bit of a rush this week, I can’t say that this post demonstrates some of my finest efforts. But, at the end of the day, can you really complain to a sun dried tomato, feta and herb loaf? (My answer is certainly not!).
If you happened to read my blog post for ‘healthy’ matcha, raspberry and honey cake, then you will know that in the next few weeks I am trying to use recipes that have less/ no refined sugar in them in a half hearted attempt to be healthy (I say half hearted because I still snaffle all the traybake cut offs at work *cue ‘Human’ Rag and Bone Man*).
Although I usually class myself as semi-decent at baking, in this post I am instead making some claims towards telepathy and the power of reading minds. If you’re anything like me, you will probably look at this post and one ‘word’ will come to mind: ‘eh?’. However it is with reluctance that I admit that this is a pretty good representation of not only this bake, but my entire week. My brain does seem to have been in a semi-fried state for the last couple of days at least, but this is not stopping me from bombarding you with another post where I think it’s a good idea to bake bread in a cake tin.
This week I thought I would do something a little different on the blog. I have been meaning to host a dinner party for the girls from school since I came back from my ski season a few months ago and decided to take the advantage of having an empty house by finally doing it. Having done the whole rebellious house party thing in sixth form (which my parents found out about it before they even left due to my lack of stealth and tact), I decided this time I would keep things a bit more civilised. In spite of the slight gin-induced hangover the next day, it was lovely to see everyone and have a good catchup.
But enough about the drink, onto the food. Continue reading “Westfield Girls Dinner Party: Pulled Chicken Burgers and Amarula Chocolate Swirl Cheesecake”
Since I haven’t done anything wholly savoury on my blog since it started, I thought I should probably broaden my horizons slightly when it comes to savoury flavours. I therefore decided to give making bread another go, partially as a result of bread week on the bake off, but also because it is an area of baking I don’t explore enough. Apart from anything else, no one is going to complain to a freshly baked loaf of bread, so I took the ‘what’s the worst that could happen’ attitude and turned to Paul Hollywood yet again. Continue reading “Chilli and Ginger Olive Ciabatta”
In the same way I have a slight fear of meringues, I have a slight fear of pastry. Therefore, as in my last post for Lime, Cardamom and Coconut Meringues, I saw another opportunity to tackle something head on. However, instead of easing myself into it, I decided to try and tackle filo pastry, which is possibly one of the most difficult types of pastry to make. Admittedly, my decision to try this recipe was not through a desire for pastry-induced tears. I have been desperate, in the midst of trying to lose weight, for an excuse to try the chorizo jam made by eat17 that we stock the farm shop. I absolutely love chorizo and how well it goes with sweeter flavours so I thought the jam would be quite an interesting concoction. Continue reading “Chorizo and Manchego Filo Triangles”