I’m a panna cotta girl, I often find crème brulee a little rich, and while I am always happy with a bowl of ice-cream to finish a meal, sometimes an occasion calls for something a little more sophisticated. A couple of months back, we had most of our board of directors, along with some of the exec team here in Dunedin
Thick? Yes! Creamy? Yes! Super kind on the purse strings? Absolutely! I’d like to point out that I’m completely stoked to have mastered the art of homemade yoghurt making. After the success I had with my dairy free coconut yoghurt I thought I should have a go at the real deal.
I am sure to have made mention in the past as to my sentimental tendencies. Whilst for the most part I can cleverly keep it under wraps, there are times where, despite my very best efforts it bubbles so close to the surface that I can’t help but let it spill over. Like now. And so, as a preemptive measure I must apologise should this whole post become wobbly
I spent Saturday with three friends and we talked food. One had purchased a juicer and was giving us a run-down on her latest concoction – pineapple, lime and watermelon. One had cut out dairy and eggs and was talking about a plant-based diet. And one was contemplating going vegan for a period of time in order to find out first hand its effect on the mind and body
In August this year my boyfriends grandfather passed away. He was a wonderful man who just 5 years ago had finished building his own octagonal house, the wood for which he milled himself, the pipes for which he ran. One look around his home, perched high above a little-used train track, and you got a feel for how resourceful he was.
Those of us who were lucky enough to grow up in little old New Zealand will no doubt have fond memories of the Mr. Whippy truck winding its way through our suburban streets on a summery afternoon, playing its happy chimes, tempting children out onto the footpath to queue up for icy cold sweet treats.
This is cheats kulfi. The original version is far more labour intensive and involves gently simmering sweetened, flavoured milk until it evaporates by half leaving a thickened, very dense ice-cream. In this version all the hard work is done for you by using sweetened condensed milk. Just in time for summer
It seems to fitting to pair meringues with almonds and the flavour of orange blossom flowers; they all share the similarities of being pale and delicate. Because of the nature of the orange blossom, and the belief that they symbolise purity, these tiny flowers are seen as a traditional bridal flower in many countries and therefore, their presence at these auspicious occasions comes in many forms; including the traditional way to flavour to wedding cakes – what a romantic notion.
Grandma Ada was my heroine as a child. She is really the reason I became so fascinated with food and in particular baking. Our family regularly visited the farm where Grandma and Granddad lived and were always spoilt with homecooked feasts and an endless supply of meticulously perfected baking.
- Whittaker's Chocolate
- spelt flour
- rye flour
- Rice & Grains
- Pulses & Legumes
- Pasta & Noodles
- Nuts & Seeds
- ice cream
- Green tomatoes
- full cream milk
- Fish & Seafood
- Dutch process cocoa