Archive for the ‘Cooking’ Category

I found this fantastic video on Youtube and had to share – Fanny appears in a puff of smoke in a the kitchen of a newlywed housewife – it’s full of very bad pyschedelic sound effects and it’s hilarious from start to finish.

I have in my possession a very crusty and coveted old FC cookbook which I treasure as I delight in the ghoulish photography and nonsensical recipes. I’ve always wanted to be the 21st century Fanny Craddock and today, I think I’ve cracked it!


Yep, it’s the school Cake Sale today and here’s our contribution – 18 high calorie garish globs finished with butter icing and sweets – yum. They’ll disappear in a minute. I’ve taken the traditional fairy cakes recipe and created these anarchic little treats in the style of gonzo cooking. Check the Gonzo cooking pages if you dare…

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Miniminx’s Grandma gave me this recipe ages ago and I’ve had a tinker with it. It’s very simple to follow and it’s something you can keep in the cookie jar as a mid morning snack or serve with soup and salad to make a more substantial meal…see here for for the full works…

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If you’re one of those people who has guffawed at Gwyneth Paltrow’s goop.com lifestyle blog but has secretly spent hours hunting around it, I’ll bet you’ve read this week’s perfect guide to Sunday cooking. Let me take you away from the sublime life of a Hollywood A-lister – complete with dark turkey meat-meatballs and spaghetti – to the ridiculous life of the Nixdminx and my Sunday lunch Kitchen Nightmare…

I’m always waxing lyrical about cooking and it’s never a hassle to have people over for a meal – it’s such a nice way to relax. And so, I was looking forward to catering for my closest friends tomorrow until yesterday, when I sent a round robin text to confirm my guests and was agog at the dietary requirements that came back in big capital letters; no beef or pork from one camp, vegetarian from another, no fish or potatoes from another and of course, there’s little old me; no wheat, no orange. And that’s without even having to coax the under 4s into eating anything resembling a vegetable.

Damn and blast, there goes my own special meat chilli for the grown ups and spag bol for the kids…it was the perfect solution, I’ve already made a base sauce which I blend for the kids to hide all the veg (onions, mushrooms, roasted peppers, tomatoes) and just add kidney beans and the hot spicy stuff for oldies. So I could have casually cooked the rice and spaghetti et voila…

On to Plan B. I perked myself up with a Caffe Nero latte (the strongest legal variety available on the high street) and was hyperventilating outside Sainsbury’s, hastily scribbling my shopping list. Sod it, I thought, I’ll just cater for the whole lot of those pesky blighters.

iPods are great for shopping and I danced around the aisles in a complete Bee Gees funk. £200 later and I’ve bought a rack of lamb, nut cutlets, salmon steaks – I even found wheat free Yorkshire puds – and will be on the hunt for some chicken today. I completely forgot to buy any vegetables but we’ve got loads and loads of juice, hundreds of real juice ice pops, plenty of exotic stinky cheese and lots of wine.

I’ll definitely be playing Happy Families tomorrow as it will be a case of match-the-face-to-the-dish, which will be quite a challenge after quaffing a Bloody Mary or two (the only way to cook on Sunday!).

Bye, I’m off to marinade everything, make the Bloody Mary Mix and hope and work out the complex cooking schedule.

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I know I’m beat when my Bejewelled2 scores are below par on King.com…it’s been a very long day.  One job opp came up – way below the money I would expect but I’m going to check it out. Then the company I have been keeping my eye on for the last two years has just posted THE dream job. It’s probably gone already – all corporates have to advertise jobs publicly before appointing someone internal, but hey, I have to be in it to win non?

So, how do I get myself noticed? I think I found the answer. I’ve spent the last five hours creating a Social Media Curriculum Vitae – SMCV, you heard it here first! Yes, I’m excited, I’m packaged in 2.0 wrapping.

So while I’ve bought craft packs, glitter, glue, sequins and festive postage stamps for sending out Christmas cards, I realised, the only way to get myself heard in that hideous old fashion CV format is to link, link, link away.  So yes, linkedin, youtube, blinxx and every other place possible is now connected to little old me. I think I’ll leave out facebook at this point in time.

It took over an hour to post my CV on a corporate application, but when I finally managed it and the little 🙂 appeared, it was an Aha! Eureka! moment. So there you have it, I answered my own question, well not quite, as always, a chance meeting made me think about it. It was all triggered by a very nice breakfast at my favourite pre-9am haunt Highroad House – while my wheat free toast, bacon, tomatoes and eggs did not quite make the grade – they all appeared on large plates separately so I looked like the biggest fatso in W4 – the company was what counted and the conversation. We were talking about how to put the world to rights, and work and lovely people and new media and the light bulb about the SMCV came on after a couple more coffees 😉

So this Christmas is what I’m calling the CreditGrunch – while I waited for my guest, I was horrified to read a feature in The Sun about cures from the kitchen, ranging from Rosemary for PMT and chicken soup for colds – it really is a war effort – I’m the first to use almond oil on my skin or salt in the bath but I’m that kind of person – I don’t think Page 3 readers are! As the day wore on, I must have heard news round ups counting around 100,000 job losses today, and closer to home, the contractors I have been working with were all fired this morning with instructions to clear off and out tomorrow. Everyone is so miserable and the Grinch is very hard at work stealing Christmas this year. They’ve been Grunched…

But not everyone is sad, Miniminx had the Christmas Carol concert today, and not a dry eye in the house – tears of absolute joy and such wonder these cute bundles of innocence are so full of hope. Let’s hope we grown ups get a grip, I want Miniminx to have a glittering future and do something normal like be a vet(?!) and not even dream of being a WAG.

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