I would also like to take this opportunity to wish my readers, followers and those of you that have come by my blog, many, many Happy New Years.See you in 2010.
Anyway, as I still had some imported cranberries sitting at the bottom of my fridge, a couple of days ago, I decided to make Cranberry bread. I got the original recipe from Freds blog Grown Away. Fred informed me that his home state was one of largest cranberry producers, so he was merrily looking forward to receiving some black heirloom cranberries in his vegetable box, but surprisingly none appeared. Although disappointed, Fred was not deterred and purchased some dried local cranberries from his natural food store; and made an incredibly simple cranberry walnut bead.
I don’t think the photograph taken does the 'Cranberry and Clementine bread' justice, as it doesn’t show the burst colours of the cranberries, but they are there. The bread was moist, it was not as sweet as the scones and the muffins I made earlier in the month. I think because they had white chocolate in them, whereas this bread allowed the sourness of the cranberries to come through, which my husband loved. The flavour of the Clementine also came through, although a tad subtle and the walnuts gave it that extra texture. Nice.
And finally, how could we forget about the little birds that entertain us in the garden, I made them a loaf of there own too. I made this with vegetable fat which I melted, ands then poured into a 2lb loaf tin that contained a mixture of chopped apples, nuts, seeds, dried fruit and some fresh cranberries. I left it in the fridge overnight and then the following day, cut a slice and left it on the Bird table. Sorry I didn't get a picture of that, I wanted to - but the red breasted Robin just wouldn't pose for me.
The sceptic in me would not surprised if this was done out of malice; or for a joke by one of the caterers staff members. I mean anyone who has been raised in the U.K or gone to any traditional British buffet will know that the 'Scotch egg' is a hard boiled egg covered in sausage meat made namely from pork, then coated with breadcrumbs and deep-fried. Scotch eggs can be eaten hot or cold and are often served at parties, cold buffets and picnics, similar to the pork pie. Therefore not suitable for people with particular diets.
Anyway, back to the above article/incident – I also do think the Muslim employees should have used their personal judgement and commonsense too, as sometimes the offering of complimentary food tempts us to overlook our dietary convictions, sometimes it easy to blame others afterwards, rather than take personal responsibility at the time.
Personally, I have liked the ‘idea’ of the Scotch egg. I have always liked crispy things, and admired the deep fried coating of the scotch egg. I had always wanted to make a vegetarian version and had read numerous ways to do this, with nuts, beans and pulses, but I wanted to include a vegetable, a fungi in this case. So here is my take. This was originally a Pâté , as I had made too much (double the quantity), I decided I could use the remaining Pâté to mould a hard boiled egg, coat with breadcrumbs and deep fry and there you have it my vegetarian 'scotch egg'.
Mushroom coated 'Scotch eggs'
Now I know I wrote a little about my Christmas past, I hope I wasn't misleading anyone by suggesting that D and me don't give each other gifts on Christmas day, actually we do. We enjoy like the next person, giving and receiving, so below are a few things that my dear husband gave to me with a loving kiss.
And finally, contrary to all the sweet things that appear on my blog, I don't really have a 'sweet tooth'. I am more of a savoury kinda girl, so instead of getting me a box of chocolates this year, D decided to get me some vegan marshmallows made in England, U.K. I'll let you know how they taste when I open the package, which won't be that long as the expiry date is only next month.
Hasselbacks are perhaps the best-known of all Swedish potato recipes. The potatoes are sliced almost to the base, so the slices open out like a delicate fan when cooked. To my knowledge, the traditional hasselback recipe uses bay leafs and butter, but in this recipe I decided to use some of the fresh rosemary growing in my garden plot, olive oil and sea salt. I baked these in the oven at Gas mark 5 for about an hour until the edges had become golden and crisp.
I made these tofu crisps a couple of days ago and anyone who has deep fried tofu will know that it is extremely watery, and we all know that water and oil do not mix. So getting rid of the water from the tofu in my home involves pressing the tofu with a 'cast iron' literally, which can be a hassle resulting in puddles of murky water.
I need a Tofu Press gadget, then making dishes like these Tofu crisps won't feel so dangerous. All that spluttering, made me nervous and I am quite comfortable cooking with hot oil! After I had shallow fried these think tofu strips I sprinkled over some salt and paprika. My husband took a bite of one and then decided I could enjoy the rest on my own. I think they were okay. In fact, if I am honest, I don't think I would make these tofu crisps again. I would rather eat the tofu spicy biltong instead, for me they had more flavour.
D started picking the sprouts of the plant one by one, but that would have been so time-consuming, plus his fingers were getting pretty cold with the ice, so he snapped the best looking Brussels sprouts plant to bring home. Anyway, I must go - but before I do - I would like to wish Each and Everyone of you a Happy Christmas and Happy Eating with Friends, families and loved ones!
We never had a Christmas tree dangling with baubles, or beneath it, parcels wrapped up in gold and red glitzy paper, no crackers, or festive nick nacks, but the mantelpiece was adorned with Christmas card we had recieved or those glittery ones we had made at school. Throughout the season, we were firmly reminded by our parents that Christmas was about Jesus Christ, time for family – not just presents. So when Christmas day finally arrived, we celebrated like any family would. We dressed up in our shimmery brand new outfits, lovingly handmade by my mother. I was even allowed to put on a little rouge on my cheeks and lips. We all sat down as a family to eat something special. In our case it was a fat, juicy tandoori chicken; and some spiced fish, why was it special? Well my father made the family meal on Christmas day, giving a break to my mother. He also made his Anglo-Indian style roast potatoes with shorba (gravy). We adored this as it was something different from our usual fare, and it was quite funny to see our Dad in the kitchen. My contribution at the time would be to make the trifle with its hundreds and thousands from a packet. After stuffing ourselves on really good food, it was all about 'quality and rabble' time together, playing games, watching cartoons, films like Spielberg E.T. and Chitty chitty bang bang and gorge on more trifle . There was no exchange of presents between us, but my father would give us some money up to £5.00 each (depending on age), this pacified us, all those sweets we could buy. It was all good.
From not really celebrating Christmas on a mainstream scale in my childhood, my adulthood saw a change, particularly when I left home for University and external influences started rubbing on me. I hate to admit it, but it was around this time that I actually went though a greedy and selfish phase, where my expectations of receiving a Christmas present were really high, and this was from people who were not even family, I cannot believe I behaved like that in my early adulthood, but must admit I reflected and learned from that personal experience. Now I am more than content with a home-made preserves, jams, chutneys and even bottles of home made liqueurs, but in the past I would have certainly snugged my nose. The last few years saw me celebrate Christmas with my future-in-laws in Essex, (but that has not happened for a couple of years as D’s parents have moved overseas to sunnier climates). Also my nephews whom I am very close to were getting to an age, where they could come and spend time with me, so it became a bit of a tradition, that after spending Christmas with D’s parents, two or three days later we would swerve via Wales and pick them up on our drive back up to Scotland; or failing that they would fly up. This year however, the oldest nephew has just secured himself a job in the hotelier business, and with Christmas and the New Year being the industry’s peak season he will not be getting time off; and understandably, the youngest did not want to come without his brother.
So the pressure many people feel in order to get presents and ‘spend, spend, spend’ has not been on us this year. This year, there will be just D and me – looking at each other. I thank my lucky stars that at least we have each other to share Christmas day.
Check the label if you are using a shop bought tapenade as some do contain anchovies; or make your own, providing you have a food processor, below is a straightforward vegan tapenade recipe.
Mushrooms en Croûte
As well as home-made Yorkshire puddings, stuffing and a shop-bought Vegetarian gravy, which even my mother-in-law approves of. To be truthful, Christmas for me it isn’t about the food or the presents, its about sharing and enjoying time together.
Now back to my biscuits, although I have a lot of biscuit and cookie cutters, including Christmassy themes ones, I did not have a robin one, so in the style of a 'Blue Peter' child I made a template of rocking robin from an old Christmas card, cut it out and then used it to carefully to cut around the rolled out dough.
I know these are not the most professional looking of Christmas biscuits, but as a home cook I am pretty chuffed with them. In the future, I think I would stud the belly of the robin with a mix of white chocolate chips and chips; or even coat the whole robin biscuit all in dark chocolate and then stud the belly with cranberries.
I am submitting this recipe to the lovely Haalo who is hosting this weeks Weekend Herb Blogging#214. WHB is a weekly food blog event showcases information and recipes about herbs, vegetables, fruits and other plant ingredients. WHB was initiated 4 years ago by Kalyn's Kitchen, it is now organized by Haalo of Cook (Almost) Anything At Least Once. Please note that Weekend Herb Blogging will be taking a break for Christmas and the New Year and will resume on January 4th 2010 when Haalo will be hosting again.
Finally, please remember to feed and water the 'real' birds over the winter season.
This chard soup was made pretty much to taste and eye, so no measuring scales or cups.
Chard and cannellini bean soup
I made these with my own homegrown onions. My onions this year have been disappointing compared to the previous year, as they were much smaller. Yet I am pleased in the knowledge that they are mine and can still make me cry (when I am peeling them of course).
I served the spiced onion and potato roast with a vegetarian chilli bean. Most people have a good vegetarian chilli bean recipe up their sleeve, so I am not posting one. Just make your own and enjoy it with this potato and onion roast, a change from the usual plain rice or tortillas wraps.
Spiced onion and potato roast
During the winter I heavily rely on my make shift store cupboard: which holds numerous dry ingredients like lentils, pulses, grains, flours and nuts. Hence the reason why such dishes come out of my kitchen,
This lentil vegetable loaf was really substantial and quite tasty too. I have served it with both gravy and chutney, and eaten it both warm and cold.
Although the vegetables at my plot are scarce with only brassica’s such as cavolo nero; and Brussels sprouts greening my dinner plate. It's not all bad really, as I still have plenty of chard, some beetroot and parsnips in the ground. In storage, we have potatoes, some carrots; and in the freezer: peas, green beans and plenty of berries.
My recipe is based on Nadine Abensur's 'traditional' Cranks recipe that was brought into the 1990s, but I have added a small pinch of spice to take it a little bit further. My sincere apologies to those who adore the 'real traditional Cranks pie', but do give this a go - you may just like it.
I had lifted these 'scarlet' spring onions from the plot early in the week. I had somehow mistakenly planted them amongst the leeks. Well you can understand why, they are thin and long like the leek.
Just in case your wondering, the scarlet spring onions don't taste any different to the plain white versions, they just look a bit more fancier.
Here are a few things dangling of my Christmas tree. A ladybird, strawberry and a fiery chilli ornament, they are actually all key rings made by an organisation called Streetwires in South Africa. I got mine early in the year from a fairtrade event. I think they are quite versatile and suit the allotment to kitchen theme.