I spent yesterday in the capable hands of Yoke Mardewi, making sourdough pastries. It was an amazing class, partly because I learnt so many new skills that it would be really hard to teach yourself at home.
We made croissants, almond croissants, pain au chocolat, escargot and tarte tartin. I came home with a big block of croissant pastry that I'm going to bake (in various forms) today. Results to follow...
If you're in Perth and are a keen baker, I can't recommend Yoke's book or classes highly enough. She is an amazing teacher, and is so generous with her time and resources. I'm going to miss visiting her a lot when we leave for London.
Yesterday I tried Orgran's alternative grain bread mix, with pretty pleasing results. It was ridiculously easy, and so nice to be able to eat bread hot from the oven. The standard loaf is pretty boring, so next time I'd add a bit of salt, and some nuts/seeds/dried fruit. Overall much more satisfying than buying supermarket GF loaves.
This morning I got up at the crack of dawn to do the 2XU Women's Triathlon. Despite two people swimming over me (apparently this is pretty standard triathlon behaviour), I am still here to tell the tale.
Summer in Perth is pretty idyllic. Last night was spent curled up on a beanbag eating sausage sandwiches at the King's Park outdoor cinema. Today I got up at dawn and made a lot of cakes.
Coconut meringue cake
Pistachio & rosewater meringues
This week has been busy.
The triathlon that I signed up to in a moment of madness is only two weeks away, so I'm running and cycling round lakes like there's no tomorrow (sort of). I turned a year older, an amazing friend gave me a bottle of wine with my name on it. Last night we saw a great concert, and watched some pretty exciting dancing. And I made some individual caramel macadamia cheesecakes.
Next weekend I'm going swimming with sharks.
Lake Monger, which is was deceptively windy.
Birthday packages from far away
The aforementioned wine
Caribou & Four Tet at Beck's Music Box
Would attempt to make his own coconut milk. But David Thompson says you must, and we all know that you don't argue with David Thompson.
How did six days go by so quickly? Our last day in Melbourne consisted of an acer-than-ace breakfast at Proud Mary, a walk through Fitzroy Gardens (and a glance at Australia's oldest house), shopping on Brunswick St, a drink at Grace Darling followed by supper at GigiBaba (with Chris and Julia from Masterchef, don'tcha know).
Melbourne made me feel very homesick, perhaps because it's quite like London. Since we got back I've been repeating my new mantra frequently: Perth has better beaches than Melbourne. Perth has better beaches than Melbourne. Perth has better beaches than Melbourne. Perth has better beaches than Melbourne.
And who needs daylight savings anyway?
Unfortunately, we're nearing the end of our amazing holiday. So today we went hell for leather and visited: St Ali, Dead Man Espresso, The National Gallery of Victoria, ACMI, EARL Canteen, The Botanic Gardens (on rented bikes), The Croft Institute, Gin Palace, Siglo and Mamasita*.
Oh, and I bought a wedding dress.