So a few weeks ago, a friend from university posted about strawberry jam. I made a batch. And then started looking around at different strawberry jam recipes on the internets, and came across this one. G also asked his parents about their jam recipes, since they make some pretty sensational jams.
I then made a couple batches of roasted strawberry jam - strawberries + sugar in a baking dish in a 170C oven for around 45min-1h, food processed, put in a container in the fridge, and consumed within a week or two. Yum.
And then I got to thinking... how about other fruits? I decided to try nectarines. But I also had strawberries... and I never got around to the nectarine jam.
Chopped up a couple nectarines, didn't bother skinning (roughly 250-275g). Whole strawberries (roughly equal weight). Sugar (around 200g). Pie plate. 170C oven, stir after about 20-25min, total time in the 45-60min range. Food process. Makes a pretty full jar + worth of jam... which gets consumed fairly rapidly.
Tasty.
(no photos... my camera has been missing for a few weeks. I is sad. There's an actual finished pair of socks, a half-finished pair of socks, and the beginning of a First Sweater that want to be photographed..)
Friday, September 6, 2013
Sunday, July 14, 2013
sparkle lights
We have just returned from a stunning fireworks display.
About a three minute walk from our apartment is the main city library (or médiathèque, if you prefer). It is a strange, upside-down U shaped building straddling the top of one of the city's main boulevards. Behind the médiathèque lies a square where there's some kind of city-related-something, some little stores (convenience store, pharmacy, bakery kind of thing; mostly we care about the bakery) and apartments. It is here that the city has chosen for les feux d'artifice du 14 juillet (it's Bastille Day).
About a three minute walk from our apartment is the main city library (or médiathèque, if you prefer). It is a strange, upside-down U shaped building straddling the top of one of the city's main boulevards. Behind the médiathèque lies a square where there's some kind of city-related-something, some little stores (convenience store, pharmacy, bakery kind of thing; mostly we care about the bakery) and apartments. It is here that the city has chosen for les feux d'artifice du 14 juillet (it's Bastille Day).
Friday, June 21, 2013
life is hard when you're a perry cat
Perry is a cat of routines and rituals, which slowly shift over time. One of these is the bedtime ritual. He used to come snuggle in bed with me when we went to bed, but for the last several months, G has been the preferred bed partner.
When Perry detects that we are starting to get ready for bed, he comes to the bed, wanders around on it, sits on it, makes plaintive sad noises. Once G gets under the covers (G is usually first in), Perry goes under too for a bit of a snuggle with his boyfriend. Sometimes he just stays for a few minutes; other times he stays until we've gone to sleep. If I wake up in the middle of the night, I generally find that Perry has migrated to the foot of the bed, generally cradled between the ridges made by our legs.
Last night, Perry was waiting expectantly for his nightly snuggle. However, once G was under the covers, a fluffy white cat named Nicki decided that she wanted to try this snuggling thing out too... and Perry was unable to get in.
He had such a lost, sad look on his face as he tried to figure out what had gone wrong with his world...
When Perry detects that we are starting to get ready for bed, he comes to the bed, wanders around on it, sits on it, makes plaintive sad noises. Once G gets under the covers (G is usually first in), Perry goes under too for a bit of a snuggle with his boyfriend. Sometimes he just stays for a few minutes; other times he stays until we've gone to sleep. If I wake up in the middle of the night, I generally find that Perry has migrated to the foot of the bed, generally cradled between the ridges made by our legs.
Last night, Perry was waiting expectantly for his nightly snuggle. However, once G was under the covers, a fluffy white cat named Nicki decided that she wanted to try this snuggling thing out too... and Perry was unable to get in.
He had such a lost, sad look on his face as he tried to figure out what had gone wrong with his world...
Friday, April 12, 2013
apple pie gyoza
A few weeks ago, a classmate of mine posted pictures of lovely little apple pie bites on her Facebook page. Inspired, I attempted something similar... but well, it didn't work out so well (aesthetically - they tasted fine).
Tried again today.
Some pie crust + an apple + some random amount of cassonnade (sort of like brown sugar, but not) + some cinnamon + some nutmeg + some walnuts + my food processor + a rolling pin + some different sized cups =
The littlest one is about 1.5" across, the big one about 2.5". The big one was more satisfying in an apply way, but the little ones were more fun - bite sized!
Tried again today.
Some pie crust + an apple + some random amount of cassonnade (sort of like brown sugar, but not) + some cinnamon + some nutmeg + some walnuts + my food processor + a rolling pin + some different sized cups =
The littlest one is about 1.5" across, the big one about 2.5". The big one was more satisfying in an apply way, but the little ones were more fun - bite sized!
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
smell the flowers
It's been months since I posted, but here I am again, hopefully to start posting semi-regularly again. I've had lots of little ideas of things to post about, but just never got around to it... I haven't even emptied my camera since Christmas, that's how lazy I've been.
However, the weather is beautiful today. And we live just a short walk away from this:
It's what I believe to be the highest point of Toulouse. There is an obelisk (visible in the background of the third photo) - a monument to some battle that Napoleon fought, I think - and a bunch of old observatories, most of which were built in the late 1800s and house or housed telescopes of varying sizes, according to the signs next to them. There's also open spaces, flowers (or potential flowers), paths, a jungle gym, people of all ages walking around with and without dogs, small people making lots of noise and running, a little house with a lot of cats, birds singing, bees buzzing... It's really nice to visit, and I should really do so more often.
However, the weather is beautiful today. And we live just a short walk away from this:
It's what I believe to be the highest point of Toulouse. There is an obelisk (visible in the background of the third photo) - a monument to some battle that Napoleon fought, I think - and a bunch of old observatories, most of which were built in the late 1800s and house or housed telescopes of varying sizes, according to the signs next to them. There's also open spaces, flowers (or potential flowers), paths, a jungle gym, people of all ages walking around with and without dogs, small people making lots of noise and running, a little house with a lot of cats, birds singing, bees buzzing... It's really nice to visit, and I should really do so more often.
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