tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338358852024-03-15T05:49:01.623+11:00Sharing My InterestsCome on in. Make yaself comfy. Find out what's on my plate and on my mind :)
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<i>Please note: "Anonymous" and spam comments will not be published</i>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger249125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-1206225248684784782013-01-01T11:55:00.000+11:002013-01-01T11:55:18.667+11:00Avoid it: Bucking BullBelow is an excerpt from what I posted on the Bucking Bull feedback form, under their question "What could we do better?"
You could try cooking your meat, particularly your rissoles, all the way
through. I ordered rissoles and vegies yesterday for an early lunch,
and the rissoles were quite obviously raw for much of the middle. I
would estimate they were cooked only a quarter of the way Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-59090725837519447182012-12-09T20:20:00.000+11:002012-12-09T20:21:15.601+11:00Lazy Lasagne
I don't blog all that much any more. You know, in case you hadn't noticed. Life is moving along, as it does, and frankly most of my energy for the past 2 years has been spent just trying to get by. But enough about me. I actually cooked this evening. Yep, that's right. Despite my entirely uninspiring kitchen, and my woefully crappy stove and oven, I cooked. Amazing.
It may not beUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-58848367289669438782012-08-07T19:09:00.003+10:002012-08-07T19:10:38.770+10:00Un-boring Bangers & Mash
It's certainly been a long time between posts. What can I say, my energy and attention has been diverted elsewhere.
But anyway, I wanted to share last night's dinner with you. Not in a "come on over and chow down on the leftovers" kind of way, just to tell you about it.
To me, there's just something about having sausages and mashed potato for dinner sometimes that really appeals, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-38266560253027990472012-03-27T12:52:00.000+11:002012-03-27T12:52:00.114+11:00Melbourne Parliament HouseSpring Street, East Melbourne, Victoria 3000P: 03 9651 8911Towards the end of last year, several of us ladies in the office decided to go for High Tea at Parliament House, which is an easy walk from the office. I fully recommend it, it was lovely.While we were there, a couple of us then decided to hitch a lift on a guided tour of the building. There was much it didn’t take in, and we couldn’t go Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-375634870648351142012-03-23T12:47:00.004+11:002012-03-23T12:52:21.891+11:00Nash Gallery & Cafe212 Ipwich Street, Esk, Queensland 4312P: 07 5424 2424I realise it was a while ago now, but in my defence I DID have an entire post typed up, then lost it due to being scatter-brained.On New Year’s Day mum and I decided to go for a drive. We thought we’d meander up to Somerset Dam and, by lunchtime, had reached Esk. We figured we were hungry, so looked around for somewhere to eat. Nash Gallery Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-91929992619513781192012-03-12T18:32:00.002+11:002012-03-12T18:35:41.618+11:00IT’S SHOWTIME!Woodenbong is a quiet little town approximately two hours drive south of Brisbane , just inside the NSW border. Well, it’s usually quiet, but sometimes Woodenbong digs through its wardrobe and pulls on its old party frock to show locals and visitors a good day out.Yes, Woodenbong Show is on again. After being cancelled by the weather last year, Sunday 29 April 2012 will be bigger and betterUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-61090121376121801072012-01-16T12:13:00.006+11:002012-01-16T12:20:45.717+11:00Finally, I can share this with you!Well, folks, I have something kind of exciting to tell you. It's been so difficult keeping it to myself, so I'm so happy to finally be able to share it.I have a new love in my life.We met a week ago yesterday, and have been inseparable since Wednesday. It was just one of those things, where you simply feel a connection the instant you meet. We've moved in together and things seem to be going justUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-9693201001045967542011-12-18T08:27:00.003+11:002011-12-18T08:42:48.154+11:00One YearWell, folks, today marks one year since I married someone who I thought was the love of my life. It's been an... interesting 12 months.If you'd told me, on 18 December last year, that THIS is how my life would be now, I wouldn't have believed you. Despite everything that had happened to that point, I still thought somehow things would turn out alright. Well, I guess they are, just in a Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-23866417478030422332011-11-27T21:11:00.004+11:002011-11-27T22:02:27.400+11:00Nearly December alreadyExcusing my language, but love is a really f**ked up and useless emotion. I have a lot on my chest that has been festering away for a while, so now I figure what the hell, I'll get it off my chest and share it with the big wide impersonal world.Nearly one year ago I married a man because I loved him. There were things that he said that I didn't believe, that didn't add up, but because I loved himUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-30324228171960495442011-09-05T16:02:00.006+10:002011-09-05T16:45:57.640+10:00And now for something different...This weekend I went up to Canberra to doggy- and house-sit for a friend. It was a chance to help her out, and a chance for me to get the hell outta Dodge... sorry, I mean Melbourne... for a few days. Looking at the cost of flights, I figured I'd just hire a car, and that'd give me a way of getting around while I was up there (for those who aren't familiar with Canberra, it is NOT a place to be Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-4551636391765061192011-08-23T09:06:00.005+10:002011-08-23T14:58:42.354+10:00Amazing Women
I'm very lucky in many ways, one of which is the number of amazing women that I know. I've just finished reading a book, admittedly a rather trashy chick-lit, about women living in the American prison system. Although it's a work of fiction the author did an immense amount of research to make their experiences as real-to-life as entertainment could make. The book also has a list of suggested Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-21646000886985994752011-07-20T16:54:00.004+10:002011-07-20T17:00:47.257+10:00I know people are well-meaning, but seriously, is this how they want the conversation to go?"How are you doing, Anna?""How do you think I'm doing? I feel like shit. I feel devastated. I have no idea how to even start to feel OK again. Or trust. It was hard enough to do the first time, but this, now, after all of that, is infinitely worse. I can't even begin to find the words to adequately Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-52887086852625899772011-06-05T13:36:00.005+10:002011-06-05T13:53:01.180+10:00RIP PulsarThis morning at about 5am my little blue boy was doing what he usually does at 5am on Sunday mornings - snoozing. He was doing this in the same place he's been doing it for the past month or thereabouts: by the side of a road in Portland, with other cars in front and behind him. This morning, though, was going to be different.It was at about this time that a drunk driver hit him, and wrote Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-28949085700499153802011-05-31T18:10:00.001+10:002011-05-31T18:10:00.240+10:00Shroomin', man...This year, finally, I managed to book myself into a fungi workshop with Alison Pouliot. Mel and I have tried before, but these things seem to fill up damnably quickly. So you can understand that we were happy there were a couple of free seats on a weekend that suited us both. On an overcast Saturday morning we made our way to Trentham.As we got there we were greeted with a veritable trove of all Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-17648923053453756932011-05-28T17:33:00.004+10:002011-05-28T17:51:27.348+10:00Carrot CakeI love carrot cake, but it's not something I make all that often. In fact, I think I can honestly put my hand on my heart and say it's been YEARS since I last made a carrot cake. It's been so long, in fact, that I can't remember where my preferred recipe is.No matter, I have a new preference. When I was making this I had a moment of doubt, as it makes quite a wet batter, but it all came Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-27739600923138931342011-04-07T12:59:00.005+10:002011-04-07T13:03:57.634+10:00Oohh PrettyI wanted to share some of my favourite images from this year's Melbourne International Flower and Garden Show. So here they are: Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-33884191713299240842011-02-18T12:34:00.002+11:002011-02-18T12:34:00.236+11:00Slicegate – The Caramel Slice ShowdownI love caramel slice. Especially the caramel bit. I make it the way I like it, but I started wondering how this would stack up against the commercially available stuff. And there are some brilliant caramel slices out there. Unfortunately there are also some really, really awful ones.So I made a slab of slice, then went out and bought specimens from three different places to pit against my Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-30159373979900106592011-02-07T17:15:00.002+11:002011-02-07T17:31:39.961+11:00HeroesI watched The Shiralee on Saturday for the first time since I was about 8 years old. Needless to say, I appreciated it rather more this time around. It got me thinking. You may wish to stop reading now, because the rest of this post is both rambling and perhaps not happy, but it’s something that I want to get out of my head. And sometimes I can't quite find the words that I'm looking for.To a Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-43997546775031348532010-12-14T22:55:00.002+11:002010-12-14T23:06:09.034+11:00I Heart RosemarySeveral months ago now I bought a bunch of fresh rosemary to use in some cooking. Seeing as how I paid for a bunch but only needed a few leaves I put the rest in a glass with a little water, hoping it'd keep for a while so I could use more. After a week I realised those sprigs hadn't died. After a few months I noticed this:Look at those roots! This sprig was doing far and away the best - the Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-11387972681280758442010-12-13T11:31:00.000+11:002010-12-13T11:44:51.234+11:00Chocolateria San ChurroI did some christmas shopping at Highpoint on the weekend. Thankfully I got in there early so I was mostly done before the crowds REALLY started. But after dealing with people, and spending far too much dollars, I decided I deserved a treat. I've never been to a Chocolateria San Churro cafe before, so figured I could do with some churros and tea.Are they the best churros I've ever had? No. Even Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-55284266608418413432010-12-13T10:53:00.003+11:002010-12-13T11:08:32.908+11:00Peanut Butter Choc Chip BikkiesI wanted to make some biscuits (huge surprise there, right?). Actually, I wanted to EAT some biscuits. In particular, I had a hankering for some peanut butter and choc chip biscuits. These little babies were delicious, if I do say so myself (and I do), and they were dead-easy to make. I can't for the life of me remember where on the internet I got the recipe from, as all I have to go on now are Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-32347299448469431362010-12-12T20:26:00.002+11:002010-12-13T10:52:43.510+11:00Caffe Macchiato23 Macedon Road, Templestowe LowerP: 03 9850 8822Just west along Manningham Road from one of my favourite restaurants is this little street, and on this street is this little cafe.I've had coffee here before, but never stopped for some food. We decided on a whim to try it out for breakfast this morning. Sadly, we thought we'd be thwarted at the door, with the place absolutely packed. We were toldUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-17943460992122439012010-11-29T14:36:00.002+11:002010-11-29T14:49:26.076+11:00Linguini, Gamboretti, e pomodoroDid I say that right? Probably not. I'm sorry. But this is what I cooked for mum and her friends for lunch.It's always difficult to cook something that you don't actually eat yourself. Or at least, I find it difficult. Or perhaps that's not quite the right word. I mean, I've never cooked prawns before, and don't eat them either, so I have no idea of the correct way to prepare them so that they Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-78844146404466797222010-11-10T22:19:00.003+11:002010-11-10T22:33:40.852+11:00Grandma-style Cookin'Sometimes you just crave a meal kinda like what Grandma might've used to make. Or just something kinda simple, homey, old style.For those who don't know, my mum's been staying with me since the end of September. It's been great having her here, what with an operation, last-minute wedding hassles, the non-wedding, and a bunch of other things rearing their ugly heads. Today we decided to have Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33835885.post-61009428650479416862010-11-09T12:50:00.006+11:002010-11-09T13:07:00.834+11:00Pretty Little ThingsI love flowers, I really do. Unfortunately I'm terribly allergic to a few of them. There's no rhyme nor reason to which will make me suffer, so I try to avoid most of them, just on principle. I think it's partly due to this that I take pictures of them. I was going through my files on my computer the other day and stumbled across a ton of them, so thought I'd share my favourites. I've reduced theUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0