So this doesn’t happen often, but after making the waffles with homemade blueberry jam, there was a little bit of jam and cream left over. I know. Gasps all round. How could there be jam and cream left over? Well, somehow there was a glitch in the matrix and there was. So then the question emerged – what does one do with a spoonful of leftover jam and a dollop of cream? I know that the obvious answer is “eat it Katie!” but, this happened on a day when another anomalous thing occurred. I woke up early enough and felt energetic enough to cook breakfast rather than just toast some bread. This happened on a week day people!
Finally, you wont have to hear me whinge about being tired and time poor all the time because, my dear readers, its holidays! And what better way to celebrate the holidays then with some waffles? When i’ve had a rare moment to unwind i’ve been spending my time reading up on the recipes at Food52 which is where I found a super easy waffle recipe that is perfect for a lazy Sunday morning. Just quietly though, I can’t believe how seriously the Americans take their waffles. The comments under the waffle recipes are insanely detailed and passionate! I also can’t believe how many of them are perfectly willing to use a batter that requires whipped egg whites and resting overnight. This waffle thing is clearly serious business.
I’m pretty sure that there can be no arguments that high tea really is the best.
If you find yourself disagreeing with me, I refer you to the picture above. When else can you gorge on scones with lashings of jam and cream followed by petite desserts and artfully constructed finger sandwiches. When else can you pretend to really be from high society and sip fragrant tea with your pinkie in the air? Ok, so I don’t quite do that but I do love a good cup of tea. And scones. And cakes. And (some) sandwiches. So in January this year, to mark the end of the holidays, mum and I went to sample the afternoon tea of the Sydney Park Hyatt.
One of the greatest things about summer is all the lovely fresh fruit. Since getting hitched and grocery shopping together (regularly) for the first time, we have been trying out different grocers. One of my favourites so far is Norton St Grocer and this is where we found these luscious blackberries. They looked so glossy, plump and juicy that I thought they were begging to be made into a cake. Of course, one of my favourite cakes came to mind and I figured i’d pop them into a lime syrup cake. That way, if I screwed them up somehow, at least I knew i’d like the cake in the end.