Monday, December 31, 2012

Pumpkin cashew dip.

One of the things that bothers me in this first world is quantity discounts. The 2 for $6 bags of freddos, the 2 for $6 cashew dips. Which inspired me to try and MAKE a cashew dip.

I looked at the bottom of a delicious dip Anna brought to work, roast pumpkin cashew and parmesan. In the ingredients it said 35% pumpkin, 30% cashew, then canola oil, garlic, white vinegar, 4% parmesan, chilli and spices, preservative. That's pretty much a recipe! And I already had pumpkin, cashews and parmesan!

Here is my recipe adaptation, made with my George Foreman grill and pestle+mortar.

Pumpkin 35% ~ 1/3 cup cooked
Cashews 30% ~ 1/3 cup crushed
Canola oil ~ olive oil, enough to make it soggy
White vinegar ~ maybe 2 teaspoons
Parmesan cheese 4% ~ 1 tablespoon
Garlic ~ 2 cloves cooked and crushed
Chilli ~ "Mexican spices" I found in the spice cupboard
Salt
Water

It's dip is about as easy a guacamole. And it would be quite impressive in a social situation, to bring it home made gourmet cashew dip. And not expensive once you have vinegar and spices.




Friday, December 28, 2012

Christmas.

Yay! I'm tired and it's over. I finished the working week with dinner with D and JK (Skara Bar meat platter!), and then JK and I swam the next morning at Coogee. The waves looked yucky, all sea-weedy, so we went to the ladies pool instead, which is really lovely. Crabs scuttling around and old ladies doing laps. Still 20 cents entry. We had brunch, and JK ordered corn fritters, which we agree is a risky order. They sound good, but they can be so disappointing. Hers were good. I had fruit toast. Then we went home and I finished packing and we went to the bus stop and I went to Central and then Maitland on the 12.15.

Grandma and Julia were already at Maitland. Mum, J and I did Jillian some days, J and I went for a swim at Newcastle with the bro on Monday because it was hot, I bought a dress from Jacqui E (the end of the no clothes shopping thing). I was in 2 minds about it afterwards, but now I think it is a good dress. It ticks all the boxes, it's just that it's a bit different for me.

I introduced Dad to myfitnesspal.com and that was more exciting for him than his actual Christmas present. We both weighed and recorded our food, and timed our exercise, every day. Thus Christmas was not too fat, this year. Life would be so much easier if I didn't have to work, and I could just spend my days doing exercise and weighing my food and doing cross stitch. I made a lot of progress on my bike cross stitch. I have one main section to go, so I can see the end now, and it's much faster. I want to finish it by my birthday. I'm racing my braces.

The piano had 2 sticky keys, so my brother took the piano apart and we fixed it, mainly by just lifting the keys up and shaking them around a bit. That was very good.


This is the birthday cake for Jesus, made by Julia. I accidentally blew out all the candles for Jesus.


I finished listening to my audiobook Spellbound. Book III in the Grimnoir series comes out in August. It's called Warbound so will probably be just as magically gory.

I caught the XPT back on Thursday afternoon, because it can be a bit more peaceful to have more legroom and a table to do cross stitch on. As it happened though my table was a bit dirty, so I read instead, or dozed listening to music, except that I was sitting next to a very friendly young man. I learnt quite a lot about him as he was talkative. Not the whole time, but he took every opportunity. I'll share it with you because I don't meet people like him very often. He is 19, from Tamworth, has good taste in music, and has been working in Sydney for 9 months as a steel joiner (he showed me his hands) and makes about $250 a day and lives in a boarding house in Petersham and recently crashed his Lancer and lost his license and is still a bit lonely and lost in Sydney and still seems overwhelmed by the multiculturalism but can swear in a lot of languages now and is going overseas for a holiday next year. He pointed out the windows at various apartment blocks he built, which must be a nice thing to do, contribute in such a big way to the city around you. He also built the platform awnings on Newtown station. He explained why the carpark at Eastgardens collapsed and says all the Westfields were built dodgy by Adco. The things you learn. The whole world is on the train. I myself don't talk on public transport if I can help it because I don't like being eavesdropped. Even though it's harmless, I find it off-putting having an audience. Answering my mobile and blowing my nose included.

When I got home I went food shopping and bought a half price turkey roast. It's turkey week! And last night I slept terribly. And this morning I got asthma doing Jillian after only 2 circuits. It's a nuisance when occasionally I feel sick and have to stop after I make the effort to get out of bed early. Breathing problems are very unusual, though.

Looking forward to new year's eve and summer school!

Monday, December 17, 2012

Fireworks.

I was walking home down my street at 8.50 last night, and I had a splendid view of the Coogee carols fireworks display. Perfectly timed magic. Sweet way to end a fun night of carols with my church. Especially since I was trying to be thankful and not give into the post-event tired and gloomy crash. O Holy Night sheet music is put away for another year.

Friday, December 14, 2012

Exciting Thursday night.

Gave blood after work. But it was a bad experience. I've been giving blood easily for 10 years, I don't know what's happening lately. There is a note on my record now. Skinny veins or something. One more chance, nurses, or I'm quitting.

Then a friend and I went to hear a jazz trio launch an EP. Ah, the wonderful world of tiny music venues in Marrickville. The place was called the Newsagency because it was one, it's a bit larger than my lounge room, and had about 25 kindergarten chairs. The music was good. Dubious Blues Trio with excellent support from the little brothers trio (I forget their real trio name). Then we went to Coogee and convinced a cafe to make us Chai Lattes. Good finish to the night.


Monday, December 10, 2012

Made after Melbourne Cup: doona cover.

I answered the phone at work last Friday and it was actually a friend, Mike, and while we were catching up he asked me if I had started and finished something after Melbourne Cup. Remember that time I blogged that? Don't just spend the end of the year winding up; tick something off? Mike was all over it, doing something handy with insulation. Impressive! I was planning on using up leftover varnish on my bed frame, but I can't decide. I need a second opinion. However, I have been making a new doona cover! I bought a big piece of fabric in Africa which has been in the cupboard for 6 months. On that really hot Saturday I bought 2.5m of sheeting for the back and sewed it together. I finished it off this weekend.

The thing is, personal projects don't have strong deadlines like the things you do for work or for other people. You sometimes just have to have a deadline so you can get the thing done and out of the way, once the first burst of initiative has worn off.

Here is the making of the doona cover. Put front and back material on the floor, and put the old doona cover on top. Cut around it, with a bit of extra space for seams.


You need 3 sides sewn together and a hemmed opening at the bottom.


Raid the random button collection for 3 big plastic press studs saved from a previous doona cover.


Sew them into the opening while you watch DVDs.


Friday, December 7, 2012

Enjoying:

There are several things I am excited about but have been slow to post or late on the bandwagon so I'm not the first with the news. Firstly:

The Lizzy Bennet Diaries: a youtube blog version of P&P which has been running most of this year. I was slow checking it out, and I regret not getting on board sooner. If you start now you can catch up to shortly after Darcy's unwelcome declaration. It's really well cast, in fact they have made Lydia so loveable (adorbs) that I wonder how they can bear to bring her down. If you are an Austen expert there are a lot of clever little nods to minor characters; all the characters have twitter/pinterest/tumblr as appropriate, which reveal interesting clues: we haven't met Gigi Darcy yet but her twitter account has been going since April, full of breakup songs… hmm! I'm obsessed with a certain hat of Jane's.  Hats I can't have make me sad.

 You can watch a fun summary of all the Darcy dress-up.