I’ve written a couple of times about my love of baking. I don’t bake anything fancy or complicated or beautiful. And I still love it, and my family
politely eat it..
Today, as I was musing about what I would bake to attempt to fill the 30 lunchboxes that need filling this week, I suddenly realised. I have my big new, non-burning-everything oven. My oven was now large enough, with even heat so I could use ALL the trays. And Double Batch Sunday was born.
A double of batch of Anzacs. That should, maybe, get us until Friday.
And a double batch of ginger biscuits. I thought about being super awesome and icing them with smiley faces, but by then I was hot and was already worried about how much sugar was in our diet, after fresh scones with jam and cream had been our take it easy morning tea. So, the kids get ginger biscuits, without icing. My sister, Bronwyn, will be impressed that each biscuit is precisely the same size! (She weighs her rum balls so that they are all the same).
I was so impressed with myself, I even organised meals for the first couple of nights of the week. Which we’ll need because I have Court to start my week, which means early starts and late finishes.
Because I’m trying to get a handle on what I’m eating, I thought I’d have a go at the protein balls that I saw on the Ironchicks website. Here are mine, made of nutty proteiny chocolatey goodness, in front of the flowers Dean gave me the other day, right after I snapped about something stupid. Foot in mouth, anyone?
Ironchicks is an awesome blog been started by the wife of a colleague. I’d love if you could check it out. This woman is amazing. She is married, has 2 young kids, works, and is an elite level athlete. She just completed the Hawaii Ironman in only 3 minutes over 11 hours. Yes – you read that right! And she chats and smiles all the way. An amazing IronChick 🙂
Despite the typical heated verbal stouches with Mr13 that littered today, I was still feeling great. Once the baking was finished, the kitchen restored to low level chaos, Tyben, Coby and I went for a walk with Howie. It was a great way to end a hot hot day. Walking as the cool of night started to come in. As we walked, we shared the most amazing view together. An absolutely gorgeous red sun, setting between the green of the trees as we looked down the peaceful hill of a gravel road. Unfortunately I didn’t have my phone on me, so instead of a picture of amazing, you get to see this drawing I did instead. I’m sure you can add the light and shade needed!!
I was, for a Sunday, surprisingly excited about organising dinner. I even thought I’d put together a starter. Well, not so much a starter as corn chips and a dip. Well not so much a dip, as cream cheese with salsa on top and a few chopped spring onions. It was going to be awesome! As I opened the lid on the salsa jar, suddenly it was flying through the air, in slow motion, before landing ….. on the edge of Irene, my iPad.
I thought I’d see if wine would help.
Nope. Still broken. 😦
So, the lesson from today was, sometimes, a loving fancy pants starter can cost a whole lot more than bargained for.
Life has amazing moments, if you look for them 🙂
The end of Double Batch Sunday.