summer loving jam


I don’t know if this was the best name for the jam. It’s been such an odd summer. Bakingly hot this week, a huge cyclone hitting the country and catastrophic flooding in recent weeks. The middle of the night being woken by the smell of a fire, it’s certainly been an odd summer. Fruit and vegetable prices are set to increase due to the natural disasters effecting so many farmers, so I actually feel kind of lucky to be able to even make this jam. To be in a position to cook up and store some of summers beautiful stone fruit offerings. Eaten mindfully and enjoying every spoonful that’s for sure.

Jam really is so easy to make. It’s been said countless times before, but it really is such a great way to preserve the season.

Equal parts sugar to fruit, (generally) if needed some pectin of some sort. Cook it up until it thickens and hey presto, done.

Summer Loving Jam

plums- two kinds

peaches

nectarines

juice of one lemon

 

ratio

1 kilo fruit

1 kilo sugar

500mls water

I just roughly chopped the fruit and then gently with a hand held mixer, blitzed any big lumps. If you don’t have that, cut it finer, (or enjoy your lumps.)

Cooking at a rolling ball, until cold saucer test stage. In to sterilised jars and store.

hamburger with the lot, thanks love…

Hamburger with the lot thanks love…

If you are an Australian, you may have heard these words before. If you like your burgers and frequent take away places regularly, you may have even heard it a lot. If you’re not Australian and are wondering why bother posting about a burger, it’s because it’s not any old burger. You see it has beetroot and pineapple on it, which are the two crucial ingredients to take it up to Aussie Burger status.

Around the country, patties have been flipped, onions have been sliced and cans of beetroot have been opened. Money exchanged, and great mouthfuls of burger have been hurriedly eaten before the whole thing lands on your lap. With this many ingredients its hard to keep a firm hand on it all and show that burger who is boss.

Back in my burger flippin’ days, we would have competitions to see who could make the biggest one, without letting anything fall. The heat of the grill, the timing of the orders piling up, challenge of building your burger to be the greatest heights a person had ever seen! However once the burger was out of your hands, and into the customers, it was up to them. No blame could be taken if their burger became a tumbling pile of slop in their lap. With beetroot stains down their post beach kaftans, it was up to them to wrap their chops around the towering extravaganza.

So how to make your own Aussie Burger with the lot?

Burger bun; I made up some sourdough rolls. Easy, and healthier than your standard old white ‘fluffy’ bun.

Now you have to build…

lettuce

sliced beetroot

sliced pineapple

tomato

fried egg

burger pattie

cheese

tomato sauce

onion

Good luck.

If you are making burgers at home, there are so many things you can add. They don’t have to be a greasy pile of slop. Swap the beef pattie for a lentil one, or some grilled tofu. Or even just keep it as a salad. Make your own tomato relish or add caramelised onions. Swap burger buns for flat breads and roll it up.

The possibilities are endless.

Now just be careful with that beetroot…

 

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How to tell a farmer you love them

Farmers’ Markets. I’ve said it before and I’ll probably say it another 5000 times.

I love them.

Having that contact with the growers and producers makes the food taste so much better for it. Knowing that my rhubarb was picked the day before. My milk comes from a single herd, and my tomato comes from an heirloom variety thrills me to bits. (A feeling I don’t tend to get coming out of the supermarket.)

Visiting Orange Grove Farmers Market recently I was actually quite excited to see the place had grown since I was last there. At 8.45am the place was jumping. Baskets were emptying, queues to pay were forming and independent stall holders were all doing their thing.

With the recent devastating floods around the country, I feel this is the time to make that special effort to support our local producers. By shopping like this I am showing my support for what they do. Giving them some love in the form of our dollar. For an idea of what it is like as a farmer on the other end please read Kate’s, (from Daylesford Organics) recent post. I can’t begin to imagine how hard it must be.

Buying straight from the producers gives you a freshness that just can’t compete with buying in a supermarket. That oddly misshaped heirloom tomato the size of a babies head, you are not going to find it in your leading supermarket. Tasting of summer, with seeds squirting down your chin. Team that up with some locally made cheese and you are in business.

Heirloom, natural, organic, single herd, artisan, picked yesterday, seasonal, fresh, locally grown….it’s all there, just go take a peek. Our job is the easy one, go that extra kilometre, pay that extra dollar and show them your love.


picking your own blueberries

Standing in Berry Sourdough Bakery, waiting for coffee. My eye catches sight of a rather enticing book; Locavore, A foodies journey through the Shoalhaven. Hello, what have we here?..The Shoalhaven is an area that sits just south of Sydney, and according to this book there is a whole wealth of wonderful food deliciousness just within reach. Now I already knew of a few, but to discover more? Well, I had to buy the book didn’t I?

One of the places mentioned is Clyde River Berry Farm. A place where you can pick your own fruit. Primarily a blueberry farm, it also has a variety of other berries, peaches, plums, nectarines, honey and jams.  A slight detour on a dirt road and we were there. Obviously very popular, as the place seems to be rather busy. It’s bakingly hot, the middle of the day and we still had a long way to drive with The Monkeys. We wander through the orchard rows, picking blueberries, nectarines, plums and peaches as we go. At least now, we had something to munch on in the car.

Munch we did. It was so lovely to be able to taste fresh fruit. Really, fresh fruit. Selected by the grubby paws of Little Monkey and Monkey Boy, nothing could be finer.

Some Blueberry tips:

* Let the berries stay on the bush for a week once ripened.

* Once the fruit has been picked, it can stay in the fridge for up to a week plus.

* If still uneaten after a week, can be easily frozen.

* Don’t wash them first before freezing, as they won’t defrost well.

Awhile ago a reader suggested I try growing blueberries after hearing of my rather dismal gardening in pots effort. The next week I went out and bought a bush. I still haven’t killed it, (hooray!) it seems to be quite happy in a pot, no critters have demolished it, and I have now tasted my very own blueberries from it. So Lotte, if you are still reading…Thank you.

sourdough blueberry pancakes

Clyde River Berry Farm is open December- January. 10am-6pm.

Super Easy Chocolate Chip Biscuits


Now who doesn’t like Chocolate Chip Biscuits? They are easy thing to make that seem to appeal to a lot of taste buds. I always seem to be making some sort of basic biscuit, but occasionally I like to splash out and make something a bit sweeter. Keeps Mr Chocolate happy, The Monkeys quiet and gives a mama something to dunk into an afternoon pick-me-up coffee. Also a good thing to take around to a friends house… or a neighbour, or that family down the street that are now cleaning up flood water.

Go on, what are you waiting for…

Chocolate Chip Biscuits

125gms softened butter

1/3 cup muscavado sugar (or other dark unrefined sugar)

1 beaten egg

1 tps vanilla

2/3 cup plain flour

2/3 cup s/r flour

2/3 cup choc chips

Mix ingredients in that order. Roll into balls, squish them down. Bake at 180C until golden.

Now how easy is that?

Sweet Chilli Sauce

Some people love chilli and some people hate it. Some people start sweating profusely and some just get a little light glow when they eat it. Most of the time I really enjoy it. It can enhance a meal, and take it to another level. Or it can also blow my socks off, make my eyes water like two taps, and make it impossible to converse with. As the subject at hand is only… dear god, how am I going to get through this meal! (Like a recent situation at a mexican restaurant with friends.)

My new favourite chilli sauce is a Louisiana Hot Sauce that my brother gave me. Damn, it’s good. I’m rationing it out as I don’t want it to end. It’s a little sweet, a little peppery, a little hot and a whole lot of tasty. Turns every meal that I’ve put it on into a mmmmm meal.

The recent Mexican meal certainly wasn’t the hottest I have eaten. That particular chilli was a sambal eaten in Sabah, Malaysia. A tiny little family run hole in the wall in the jungle. It looked hot, you could see it was hot. It sat in the middle of the table taunting fellow diners with its fiery temptation. I liked hot, I’d built myself up for this…I could do it. I was also not stupid, I knew that there was a small dish for a reason. Small dish means take a small amount. So I did. You could not have got a smaller amount of sambal on my tongue. It was minuscule, a pin head size. I took it straight, I wasn’t scared….So. Hot. So. Darn. Hot. My eyeballs shot out. My tongue was instantly numb. My hand reached for the glass of water. Then the jug. I’m not sure what I ate for the rest of the meal as my tongue was still lying in a comatose state against the side of my mouth. With taste buds stripped. I straightened myself up and continued on with the enjoyable meal with my companions. Hey, you should really try the chilli…

Sweet Chilli Sauce

200gms long green chillies

8 small red chillies

2.5cm long knob of ginger

7 cloves garlic

2.5 cups white vinegar

2.5 cups sugar

3 tps salt

Blitz the the chilli, ginger, garlic in what ever you have at home. A couple of seconds is all it needs. Pop it in to a pan, cook off for a minute, then add vinegar, sugar and salt. Stir, and keep it at a rolling boil until it thickens a little (30-40 mins.)

Now this little number is a bit hot, but not crazy hot and it still has flavour. After seeing a demonstration by Sally Wise at the Taste Festival and seeing how quickly she pulled this together, I was inspired. I’ll never, ever buy sweet chilli sauce again. There is absolutely no need. Whack a bottle of this in the fridge and it will keep for ages. Now if you don’t like it so hot. Simply take the seeds out of the chilli or at least some of them, (I didn’t though for this batch) as the heat is in the seeds.

Now go make something delicious to serve it with.

Hobart Farmers’ Market

Second day of my super quick stay in Hobart and I was lucky enough to be staying just a block from the Hobart Farmers’ Market. One of the smallest Farmers Market I have been to for a while, but filled with stalls that I could have happily bought from each and every one. These markets are a little different to my local one, as only the people that actually grow, raise, produce or pick the goodies can sell here. (Got to love that.)

Two stand outs for me were…

Grandvewe Cheeses– a certified organic sheep cheesery located in Birchs Bay. The cheeses truly delicious, but the Vanilla Whey liqueur…ooo la laa! Holy smokes that was tasty. After a little rearranging of my hand luggage, a bottle of this delectable beauty was popped in. I’m a big fan of anything vanilla, but this took vanilla to another level. If you had told me before I had tasted it, I would be grasping a bottle of fermented sheep’s whey, (a by-product from cheese making) infused with vanilla bean… I would probably have cocked an eye brow and looked a little sceptical. Sold by the lovely James and his charming French companion, (whom I rudely forgot to ask his name). A bottle of this stuff would be worthy of either visiting the markets for, or stopping off at The Cheesery door. Great on ice cream, a dash in an espresso or just straight.

My second stand out for the Farmers Markets was meeting and talking with Matthew Evans. *sigh* Yes I got to meet my idol. I managed to not turn in to a puddle of nerves…just, and would have happily grilled him with questions for the whole morning on all things rare breed, slow food, sustainable and Tasmanian living. However, at the risk of looking like a complete crazed stalker… I didn’t. I also didn’t get to taste any of his Rare Food free range piggy products as I had a plane to catch, (but they did look delicious). Looking over the products, reminded me of what bacon was supposed to look like. I can only imagine how it would taste. Matthew and his business partner Ross, use heritage breed pigs for their products, (at the moment Wessex Saddleback and Berkshire) and this week these same pigs would be fed a tasty diet of cherries, to enhance that delectable sweet meat on their ample bodies.

So why am I a Mr Evans fan? Because watching his series, (and reading his blog) Gourmet Farmer gives me hope that one day my family and I can achieve something similar. A city person learning to do things from scratch. Anyone that is willing to swap a city life to one of rare breed rearing, artisan producing and taking a stand for what they believe in regarding what goes on a dinner plate…I have to applaud.

This is the life I aspire to. A life in the stunning Tasmanian countryside, peppered with some of the best food products in the country. Not a life of ease and convenience, but one of taste and ethics. Real food, that is simple, and yet complex and intricate on the palate. Real food that’s produced by that fella down the road or that lady over the hill. All enhanced by like minded people in a community setting that inspires others to strive to do what they feel passionate about.

The fact that Matthew Evans and his fellow food producers seem to be doing this, inspires me.

So for the moment, he will continue to be my ‘pin up’ Gourmet Farmer. As this lets me dream, of a land with hundreds of varieties of heirloom apples and free range heritage breed pigs when I am standing on a busy city intersection, waiting to cross and engulfed in car exhaust fumes.

in search of the uber healthy loaf

I have been in search of the uber healthy loaf for breakfast. I wanted tasty, filling, healthy, low glycemic, easy to make, good for toast, could last well in the fridge for the week, and a little moist. Shouldn’t be too hard?

There was the light rye with sunflower seeds and sultanas. It was almost there. Just needed a little more oomph to it though. A little bit more depth to the taste, and perhaps a touch too dry.

A few loaves later, and finally the uber healthy loaf steps up. (Actually I’m sure it could be made even healthier, by adding more grains and nuts, but if I just write the almost uber healthy loaf…well it doesn’t have the same ring to it does it?…)

The Almost Uber Healthy Loaf

200gms starter

1 cup rye flour

1/2 cup chestnut flour

3/4 cup strong bakers flour

3/4 cup sunflower seeds, LSA, (linseed, sunflower and almond meal) sultanas

1 tps cinnamon

1 tps salt

1/4 cup natural yoghurt

For this particular loaf I mixed the dough up, quick knead, and let prove for 4 hours. A fold, and then popped into my banetton for a further 6 hours in the fridge. Brought back to room temperature for another hour. Then baked at 250C with steam for approximately 25 minutes top shelf.

I find the natural yoghurt gives a touch more moistness to a sourdough with lots of other ‘bits’ in it. Not too sweet with the sultanas, which just helped balance out the nuts and seeds flavours. With the cinnamon rounding up the taste buds in it’s usual subtle way.

This post submitted to YeastSpotting.

ginger bread men out and about


hippy gingerbread man

it’s a little cold out today

crime scene

comes from a big family

*****

Ginger Bread

125 grams softened butter

1 cup brown sugar

1 beaten egg

2 tsp vanilla

1/2 cup golden syrup

4 tsp ground ginger

1/2 tsp cinnamon

1/2 tps cardamom

3 cups plain flour

1 tsp bicarbonate soda

Mix wet ingredients together. Mix dry ingredients together. Mix them all together. Knead it a little on a floured surface, until you get a smooth dough. Let it rest in the fridge for 1/2 an hour, then roll out dough .5cm thickness (or thicker if you prefer) and shape.

Bake at 190C for approximately 20 minutes, or until light golden.

Cool and then dress appropriately.

Stollen

Stollen is a traditional German cake usually eaten at Christmas time. Filled with spices, fruit and nuts, then dusted with icing sugar. The shape is to represent an all wrapped up baby Jesus.

So, I had procrastinated for too long about whether to make this or not. Yes, no, yes, no…. To make or not to make?

Why would I make it?…

Because it’s delicious, I hadn’t made one before. Panettone was too daunting. I love all things German. I could sneak some marzipan in there. It would be a good Christmas cake to have. Doesn’t take a whole day (or several) to make…

Why wouldn’t I make it?…

Time factor. I’m squishing in quite a few things as it is, did I really need one more to add to the list? Not too many other dried fruit fans going to be around at Christmas…(no wait, that was a reason TO make it.)

Right let’s get cracking.

I had come across this delightful recipe. Who in turn had tweaked it from another German baker. Both sounded delicious, and as my german language skills are limited to asking how someone has slept, I opted for the English recipe.

Now obviously I can’t just follow a recipe to the letter, so a few tiny tweaks of my own were in order.

* 500gms of a mixture of sultanas, mixed fruit, macadamias, glace ginger, glace cherries, and almond flakes.

* I may have been a little heavy handed with the rum. My hand slipped and that’s the story I’m sticking with.

* Some Stollen has marzipan rolled within the dough log. This recipe didn’t have it. However, as my middle name is marzipan, I thought I should pop it in.

The shape wasn’t as easy as I had originally thought, however that just means I have to make it again and practise a little, (oh well. ) I hadn’t tucked in the top part enough, so there was a little unfurling.

Now I’m dying to cut into it. Smell it, see how it’s looking, but apparently it will taste better once ripened in a couple of days.  Also, as these are to be taken else where and given to others, I couldn’t cut in to for photo purposes. (Although it was rather close, I nearly did.)

Fingers crossed it’s as delicious as I hope it is.

And for something completely different…a little Christmas in the city.

Ginger Chocolate Biscotti

The first time I tasted a biscotti I thought it was a really stale biscuit. I kept going with it though, gnawing at the hard little morsel like a terrier with a bone until it was all gone. I was a guest and would never say no to anything I was given to eat in someone elses house. Looking around me, while gently massaging my poor gums, and discretely dusting all the crumbs that lay on my chest I realised that everyone else was dunking their biscuits in to either a coffee or little glass of sweet wine.

Ah… I tried again, reaching for another hard biscotti. If nothing else, my back teeth would a get a good work out. Dunk, dunk, dunk…a tentative nibble. Ohhh, now that’s the ticket!

Why didn’t some one tell me before?

Now for these little biscotti, there has been a varied trail of evolution behind them. The first batch tasted too plain, it lacked depth of flavours. The consistency was fine but the taste wasn’t grabbing me. Next batch, added green ginger wine and changed the sugar to a darker one. Much better in flavour, but did I need the chocolate?  Third batch, chocolate gets ditched, green ginger wine and dark sugar stay. I think the winning combination. However if you do want to give them a try, tweak them to your own taste buds.

The great thing about biscotti is that they are really versatile with their flavour combinations.

Ginger Chocolate Biscotti

2 eggs

3/4 cup brown sugar (if you can get a dark unrefined one, it gives more depth to the flavour. eg. Muscavado or dark molasses sugar)

1 tps vanilla essence

2 tbls green ginger wine

1/3 cup chopped uncrystallized dried ginger

1/3 dark chocolate chips (optional)

1 1 /3 cup plain flour

1/3 cup s/r flour

Mix all the ingredients together, and give a quick knead on lightly floured surface. Divide mixture in to two and roll out, approximately 1.5 inches wide. Pop in the oven at 180C for about 30 minutes. Take out and carefully slice on the diagonal with a serrated knife (bread knife). Lay biscotti down and back in to the oven for a further 10-15minutes at 160C either sides.

These little biscotti are good dunked into an espresso or a little dessert wine, (and if not, then prepare your back teeth).

Also an easy Christmas gift.

(top picture without chocolate, bottom with.)

Rosemary and Sea Salt Grissini

Now instead of taking a bunch of flowers to someone what about a bunch of grissini?

Easy breadsticks, that look a bit different to your usual bready business. Usually made about the thickness of your finger, and as long as you want to make them. Perfect thing to give someone as a little gift, take to a picnic, or a funny little snack that The Monkey’s thought were very cool.

Rosemary and Sea Salt Grissini

(adapted from The Bourke Street Bakery Cookbook)

600gms strong bakers flour

2 tps dried yeast

400mls water

3 tbls olive oil

2 tps salt

* 180gms old dough (I keep some in the freezer, you can easily omit this if you don’t have it though.)

extra sea salt

roughly chopped fresh rosemary

Pop all ingredients in to mixer, and mix until throughly combined (approximately 5 minutes). If using the old dough add it in, broken in to small pieces. Keep mixing on low, until dough is smooth. Cover with a damp  tea towel and let prove for 1.5 hours with two folds in between at the 30 minute marks.

Put the dough on to a lightly floured surface and roll out to about 1cm thickness. Any tears in the dough just join it together, rest the dough for 5 minutes and then roll again. Once it’s rolled out let it rest for another 5 minutes and then cut the dough into strips. Any thickness you like, and then gently roll them in some fresh roughly chopped rosemary, and roughly ground sea salt. I twisted my ones which you can just make out in the end product. Pre-heat oven to 170C. Place them on a lined baking tray and let prove for 20-30 minutes. Turn oven down to 150C and bake for about 30 mins. I then turned the oven off, but left the grissini in their to further dry out.

Grissini should be dry with a great snap when they are finished.

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