Because anyone can “bake “, promise

Being somewhat culinary disenchanted of late, the likelihood of a recipe appearing on my blog is about as rare as the lions roaring in Trafalgar Square

When DH and I first got involved more than two decades ago, cooking and baking rated highly on my list of “what every new bride should be doing” list. These days we eat to live as opposed to live to eat. I suspect life poked its sticky beak in creativity – depressing thought. My first port of call, when called upon these days to provide baked goods, is usually our local “Tuis Nywerheid” (translated as Home Industry) where people who are really good and dedicated produce a wealth of home-made deliciousness.

That was until a few weeks ago, when my work-colleague arrived at the office one day clutching a small bit of paper and the first words out of her mouth were “I’ve found it, something you will want to make”. She is a culinary afficionado (much like my friend Cindy) and is frequently astounded by my lack of enthusiasm. Months of nagging eventually won the day and I decided to navigate the over-grown path of the baking aisle at our local grocer and give it a whirl. Armed with  a list for “Fruit Squares” I filled my basket with fresh goodies (the minimal supplies in my pantry having being relegated to the bin suffering from the syndrome known as “severely past the sell-by date”) and strode much later into my kitchen brimming with bravado.

With my hand on my heart, I can happily report that yes they are easy, really delish, last well and on a not so good note will culminate in you having to bake multiple batches ad infinitum (my task for tonight). It goes as such:-

“Rose’s Fruit Squares”

2 cups white flour (plain flour/cake flour – not self raising)

2 cups oats (i used jungle oats – plain, unflavoured)

2 cups coconut (dessicated on the package)

375ml sugar

1 cup seedless raisins (i couldn’t find any so used golden sultannas – so juicily glorious)

3ml salt

250g margarine (i assume you can use unsalted butter but no promises)

30ml syrup

1 egg (extra large – i used free range)

5ml bicarb dissolved in a little milk (i used about 2 tablespoons of milk but I guess whatever)

5ml vanilla essence (not the good stuff ie. vanilla extract, common essence in a bottle is perfect)

– Mix first six ingredients in a bowl and make a well in the middle (i mixed by hand – wooden spoon – no need for the blender)

– Melt marg and syrup (did mine in the microwave – quicker than stovetop) and add to dry ingredients together with beaten egg, bicarb and vanilla essence (while the marg/syrup where doing their blending thing, I beat my egg with a fork in a plastic jug and then added the dissolved bicarb/milk and vanilla essence to the egg.)

– Mix well (again by hand) and place in a greased baking tray (i used “spray and cook” for mine and interpreted “place” to mean spread the mixture evenly over the baking tray with the wooden spoon to about a 1cm thickness).

– Bake in a pre-heated oven at 180 degrees c for +/-20 minutes until golden on top. Leave to cool and cut into squares.

I packed the results in plastic containers, layers separated with carlton roll/kitchen paper and they last like a dream – especially suitable for the mid afternoon schlumph.

On a completely old-fashioned and thoroughly non pc note, the best part of the tiresome process ……… seeing DH reach for a fruit square through choice 🙂

A gourmet who thinks of calories is like a tart who looks at her watch.  ~James Beard

When you wanted to be pink and ended up a darker shade of blue

Ho hum, it was supposed to be a “pinkly” productive day – tieing up loose ends – finalising outstanding matters – wielding the work broom.


It was a day awash with blueness – dim people (really I promise, no pretty adjective – just dim), really slow computers (4 desk tops and a laptop – how is that even possible), a website for online submissions of regulatory documents that is obviously being driven by a water wheel …………..

I did loudly proclaim to all who would listen that 10.30am was not too early for a glass of Kanonkop cab sav with snacks – no takers *sniff*. On a good note though – proof of baking

Best new topping for said bread – sliced avo with a twist of salt and a smidge of black pepper. Gloriously good.


Baking for Dummies 101

Given my recent drought in the “sweet” department I decided to restrain myself last night and not venture into the bread world with anything too exotic – so, I “cheated” or you could say took a culinary short cut.

Snowflake EasyMix Farm Style Bread – i’ve seen the packets on the shelves and always turned my nose up thinking that it would taste as artificial as it looks. Not so and after a healthy slice of humble pie I can confidently say it’s really good. One packet of mix, 2 extra large eggs and 500ml of buttermilk/plain yog gives you a medium sized fabulous loaf full of yumminess. I chose not too add any extras for an initial try and at most would throw some extra seeds on top next time – the finished product has a great crust and a beautifully textured inside. I actually remembered to take some phone pics and then also remembered too not bring my cable to work hence my verbosity and lack of immediate photographic evidence.

After an enforced cooling period while DH lurked (a lover of bread is himself) we tried a bit with ham and cheese, another bit with delish Simonsberg cream cheese, a third bit with mulberry jam (courtesy of our local home industries store) and a final bit with a swish of butter.

Step 1 on the road to being Nigella , I think not but it was great fun.

“[Breadbaking is] one of those almost hypnotic businesses, like a dance from some ancient ceremony. It leaves you filled with one of the world’s sweetest smells…there is no chiropractic treatment, no Yoga exercise, no hour of meditation in a music-throbbing chapel. that will leave you emptier of bad thoughts than this homely ceremony of making bread.”

M. F. K. Fisher, ‘The Art of Eating’

The things you do for love ……..

After a trying work day (think regulatory reports: pages and pages and pages of boring drivel), I had a plan. Baking – yes I know the stuff to cause a weather phenomenon of epic proportions, mainly because I haven’t wielded a whisk in #$%^& months. Creative, homely, inspiring – all that good house wifely type stuff.

Well that was the plan and then my computer beeped – a skype from DH ” It’s such a glorious evening lets go for a walk.” For clarity when DH and I talk walk it should be understood that it’s not a stroll, it’s heart pumping sweat inducing exercise. So *vigorously polishing my halo* I can report that we walked (5km) and it was fabulous. Dry, cool and a sky that would have had the angels singing with its clarity after all the rain.

It did mean that dinner got shifted waayyyy out and there was much muttering over the salad making at 8pm but still “the things you do for love” and the baking, well …. tonight’s the night and I’m trying a “farm style bread”, hold on to your hats and your brollies!