Sunday, 26 June 2011

Little owl in town


 

To start the week (almost) I give you a little owl. His breed is actually little owl and that's because he is little....and an owl.


You got it! Bonanza

Sunday, 19 June 2011

Craft Cakes

A great day in the office is when someone brings in the fruits of their cake baking weekend. Quite a few months ago such a thing happened, but they didn't bring in any normal kind of cake, they brought in perfectly iced, delicated coloured beautiful cupcakes. When asked where they had got these iced beauties I was told they had made them themselves in a cup cake making class. As soon as I heard this I though to myself, "I'm going to get me onto one of those gosh darn cake decorating courses"
And you know what? I did!
We traversed what seemed like the entirity of London to reach the Armandine Cafe on Victoria Park Road Last week to meet Leigh and 6 other lovely ladies to get cake decoring. To give you a bit of background Leigh our teacher went to culinary school in New York and went to on work at the Michelin starred Sketch in Mayfair and on again to start her own business Craft Cakes. The even more attractive part of her story is she actually started out in events and advertising!
http://www.craft-cakes.co.uk




We started by mixing a tiny tiny bit of colour to some wondefully creamy buttercream to create a variety of colours. I went for a minty green to contrast with my Mum's perfect pinkand a selection of creamy tangerine and pastel purples.







Once we had our icing ready we learned how to make a small piping bag and practiced some finer lettering. This one thing alone was reason enoough to do the course! I had no idea it was possible to create a piping bag with a piece of baking parchment.






Moving on to the larger piping bag to create some perfect patterns with a larger piping bag. 

Adding sprinkles and glitter.......lovely glitter.


...leading to this result. Not perfect, but ruddy tasty!

Friday, 3 June 2011

Eerie Indiana

Did anyone watch Eerie Indiana. Was it just me? 6 o’clock after neighbours lapping up the delights of Marshall Teller and stories of heart transplants gone wrong, Cash machines taken over by evil spirits and having a retainer that can read dog’s minds? Now you come to think about it a lot of this does sound does sounds alarmingly similar to channel 5’s most recent documentary schedule!

So anyway this got me to wondering to the concept of the freak show. Something we deem to be old fashioned, inhumane or Dickensian? A travelling circus of bearded ladies, tiny people, Siamese twins? How awful. Not in this day and age!

Well frankly I’m not so sure. In recent years I have seen a boy with no skin, a man with two heads, a woman turn into a ‘mermaid’ and doggy dancing. All from the comfort of my very own sofa. (They were all on the TV I might add, I didn’t invite them round for dinner or anything) Anyway, there is clearly something in us that cleaves to the unusual, the people and situations that make you realise that having to straighten your hair every day is just not a disability and you really are rather lucky.


And if you like freak shows, you better check this lot out. The Victorians really knew how to do it properly!

 

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 It brilliantly says at the bottom of this poster,

"This is really the most marvellous Freak of Nature Living that has ever been made a Public Exhibition of
in this or any other country and is a novelty that every father a mother ought to see" Wow!
  

"The Exhibitors of this indescribably person or animal do not pretend to assert what it is, they have named it the wild man of the prairies or "What is it" because this is the unversal exclamation of all those who have seen it." I say it looks slightly like me after a bad nights sleep. "It drinks milk, water and tea and is partial to wine...." also sounding like we might have a lot in common here. "It is neat is its habits, fond of ornaments...." im feeling a connection here!


Friday lunchtime dream time

A trip to Devon has left me with a niggling thought. You know the type that sits in your ear and whispers unhelpful thoughts to you? Sometimes good, sometimes bad......today it says "Why don't you move to the seaside?"

Why not? Just a little house by the sea? Yesterday it said why don't you eat a whole bag of Doritos and I did that! Perhaps the sea is not a distance dream after all. :)