tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27564221745481129782024-02-26T08:26:07.741+00:00Happy Love StrawberryAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.comBlogger97125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-47639476547934756342011-05-19T16:41:00.000+01:002011-05-19T16:42:29.817+01:00papillon!http://oh-papillon.blogspot.com/Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-70384867662884297472009-09-21T14:07:00.004+01:002009-09-21T14:49:20.471+01:00coconut cream pieIf there were such a thing as extreme cookery, I think I'd be a champion. You know, baking under dangerous conditions, high-speed frosting, using spatulas to fend off oncoming missiles... all hypothetical examples, obviously. Of course I don't live in a madhouse.The thing is now, I don't know how to cook in normal conditions. I'm so used to stepping over brawling sisters on my way to the Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-17674033847061331292009-09-14T14:29:00.005+01:002009-09-14T15:57:59.316+01:00triple-layer chocolate peanut butter cakeIt took me a year to make this cake.Not literally. I don't mean I started baking last August and have only just finished frosting the damn thing; I mean I first saw this cake a year ago, and have been lusting after it ever since. You want to know how few excuses there are in everyday life to whip out a triple-layer chocolate peanut butter cake? You need a crowd of about five thousand people for aAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-77248418267009561622009-09-05T22:34:00.005+01:002009-09-05T23:10:56.421+01:00tomato & mozzarella tart with basil-garlic crustFood blogging is one of those things which starts off fairly rationally ('oh, I'll just take a quick picture and copy/paste this recipe up for future reference') and ends up taking over your life and sanity ('NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO EAT UNTIL I'VE PHOTO'D THIS, AND I DON'T CARE HOW COLD IT IS. AND NO, YOU CAN DAMN WELL HAVE THE CHIPPED PLATE, I NEED THE WHITE ONE. NOW SHUT THE HELL UP WHILE I TRY TOAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-3018214092754396762009-08-31T10:50:00.008+01:002009-08-31T11:36:01.521+01:00stuffed focaccia with cheese & rocketI admit it. I have blogger's block. It's a little bit like writer's block, except hungrier.Here I am, complete with photos the most delicious baked focaccia, stuffed with three varieties of cheese, sage and fresh rocket - and I'm at a total loss for anything to say about it. I mean, besides, 'it's delicious,' and, 'it's stuffed with three varieties of cheese, sage and fresh rocket'. I recognise Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-91416044691981969532009-08-25T15:20:00.003+01:002009-08-25T15:50:00.058+01:00quadruple chocolate cakeI was thinking the other day, and I realised that maybe you don't know that much about me.I mean, you know the basic stuff. You know I'm newly-nineteen, and English, and a student. You know sugar is my major energy source. You know that presentation is not always my strongest point, and I get too excited at the prospect of using a kitchen blowtorch.Maybe you don't know that in real life, I can beAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-56720116979513831562009-08-17T18:43:00.010+01:002009-08-27T17:49:21.697+01:00strawberry & rhubarb cheesecake tartTime is doing freaky things all over the place at the moment, and I don't like it. I keep intending to post a particular recipe that just-can't-wait, and then thinking, you know, 'shit, better post that asparagus tart before next year's asparagus turns up', or 'when is rhubarb season over'?I don't know when rhubarb season is over, but I'm posting this in the hopes that the answer is Not Yet.So Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-51967944556412982072009-08-12T11:44:00.005+01:002009-08-12T12:12:42.760+01:00hazelnut white chocolate cakeDear hazelnut white chocolate cake,You have ruined my life.There was a time when my family appreciated the baking I did for them. They 'ooh'ed and 'ahh'ed over Daring Baker challenges, and called things 'masterpieces', and stole sneaky squares out of cake tins in the middle of the night. They gave me actual useful feedback (well, some of them did: my little sister's idea of feedback is a scale ofAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-47206987506266608882009-08-07T20:04:00.004+01:002009-08-07T20:33:38.784+01:00potted sandwich savouries For most of the world, picnic season has been and gone. You've had barbecues, you've eaten ice cream in little wafer cones (with flakes! Ooh, I really want a flake), you've replaced hot meals with salad and ice-pops.But, this is Britain.Cue me talking about the weather for a bit, not that it's been anything I can't summarise with the word 'RUBBISH' (-Look at me, being all family-friendly). Our Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-58990921305670254832009-07-31T11:41:00.005+01:002009-07-31T12:21:16.659+01:00french lemon meringue tartWhat did you always want to be when you grew up?Not that I'm, er, looking for ideas, or anything. Various friends have proposed to me that I could work in a bakery, or open my own cake-and-teashop, or generally pipe buttercream for a living... but I've always thought I'd probably get bored (and/or obese) too easily. The truth is, I not-so-secretly want to be a pirate, or possibly a hired Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-75955529324443081632009-07-24T10:35:00.008+01:002009-07-24T11:43:06.932+01:00asparagus & potato tartI'm not a big watcher of food programmes on TV. I'm not sure why this is - I suppose a contributing factor is having Not Had A Telly for the past year at uni, but I was baking last night when Nigella Express came on BBC2, and I definitely wasn't a fan ... if by 'not a fan' you mean 'kind of wanted to give her a good shake', which I do. It was a bit of a crushing blow, considering I love all of Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-40057163004566501002009-07-18T10:50:00.008+01:002009-07-19T11:14:27.632+01:00strawberry streusel cakeYou want to know what the saddest thing in the world is?Of course you do. Everyone wants a bit of misery on a Saturday morning.The saddest thing in the world is when you make a cake, and it's a really, really good cake (no, bear with me). And you're eating this cake, and you're thinking, 'this wasn't really the cake I had in mind', but it's nothing against the cake itself, you just sort of hoped Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-36211730954899445662009-07-13T18:07:00.007+01:002009-09-14T16:02:45.919+01:00peanut butter blondiesI try to be a good person.I try to blog recipes that I've at least adapted from the original source, rather than blindly followed. I try to be original, rather than reproducing pretty much everything ever posted on Smitten Kitchen. I try to eat healthily (um, relatively. Fresh fruit cancels out sugar, right? I mean, that's science, yeah?) (if not, then what is the point of science?). All my Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-81660802504754902192009-07-10T12:52:00.008+01:002009-07-10T14:15:00.935+01:00fruit & veg box review + smoked salmon potato salad.Reason to blog again # 136: Freebies....Who am I kidding; that's like reason two. When Abel & Cole (an organic food delivery company) emailed me and asked if I wanted a free produce box in exchange for a review here, I admit my half-arsed relaunch plans kicked up a gear, and - you know the rest. I like vegetables, okay? They keep me honest. Ish.This particular box of vegetables was delivered Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-74944572401481128352009-07-07T09:25:00.000+01:002009-07-07T09:29:40.760+01:00apricot galette with brown sugar cinnamon pastry.Hello, world.Remember me? I used to write inane, cheerful and cake-centric food blog posts. It made me rather happy, and the people were lovely, and my friends got to eat lots of sugar, and really everyone was a winner. Apart from my mother, who funded my flour rations. But it was kind of for the greater good, and ultimately, she got a cake like this for her birthday, so who was complaining?But Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-41292711987416807632009-01-07T10:55:00.008+00:002009-06-30T16:49:13.490+01:00Hiatus Notice (& Truffles)Um, so you might have noticed my unexplained absence from HLS this past couple of weeks. But fear not, because I'm back now to make up for all that, except for in that way where I'm actually... not.Basically, I've been meaning to post for pretty much ever now, and somehow it just hasn't happened. I've had the pictures ready. It would've taken five minutes to find the recipe and type it out. But Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-47130734881571500192008-12-18T22:51:00.003+00:002008-12-18T23:22:06.360+00:00Visions Of Sugar Plums'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the houseNot a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;The children were nestled all snug in their beds,While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,Had just settled down for a long winter's nap, When Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-48811326967368727352008-12-10T11:30:00.007+00:002008-12-10T22:33:19.080+00:00Out Of PocketIt's been a while since I whinged about my love for all things Japanese, and since my sister's been in Japan on a trip for the past week, I thought I was due a good whine. I also thought I was due some Japanese food (it always makes me feel healthy and redeemed, and I like to think it cancels out all the butterscotch pudding).Inari-zushi is something I'd never tried before - basically it's Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-34256740128882715842008-12-04T19:41:00.000+00:002008-12-04T15:21:29.376+00:00Getting SaucyIt's officially December now - not just a little bit of December (the first couple of days are always a bit 'might be, might not be') but properly, full-on December, and so I feel totally within my rights to start the 'IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS, TEE HEE HEE' business now. Bring on the cheesy music, lopsided paper chains and ridiculous hats! On with the carol-singing, Muppet movies and getting ready Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-77993509717280836122008-11-29T10:21:00.016+00:002008-11-29T12:12:15.183+00:00DB 6: The Sweetest ThingI'm the first person to admit that I've been a bit of a failure on the Daring Baker front these past couple of months, if by 'a bit of a failure' you mean 'totally absent'. The thing is, there's a certain amount of insanity involved in DB challenges, and what with living with a load of new people here - I can't help thinking that if I stand in the kitchen all afternoon with my camera on timer, Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-29762144306678884142008-11-26T17:23:00.005+00:002008-11-26T18:03:44.753+00:00Flipping Marvellous As you all know, I have dazzlingly healthy eating habits; so when Joy The Baker posted a few weeks ago about making carrot cake pancakes my reaction was nought but glee at the idea of getting those extra vegetables in for breakfast.Hee hoo hoo hoo. I just like the fact it has 'cake' in the name. CAKE FOR BREAKFAST, MOTHER. I TOLD YOU IT WAS THE FUTURE. However, after the triumph of my carrot Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-85909648618989063812008-11-20T10:11:00.003+00:002008-11-20T11:05:12.739+00:00Bread Basket-caseIt may look like I have a bit of a craze for yeast-less bread going on at the moment, and that's because, uh, I have. Bread generally fulfills my baking urges, without me having to spend a small fortune on sugar, eggs and chocolate. And going for quickbreads or -today- soda bread saves me the whole waiting business that yeast involves.Of all the urges to strike young people nowadays, I get bakingAnnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-29858886431956610802008-11-12T17:10:00.006+00:002008-11-12T18:04:37.151+00:00You Say Quickbread, I Say Crackbread...No, I haven't forgotten about you. And I haven't forgotten to eat. I haven't even forgotten to blog.I've just forgotten to write an essay comparing two of Shakespeare's poems. Dang. My Big Scary Essay Number One was in at the start of last week, meaning I spent the rest of the week happily cavorting around, learning every dance routine in High School Musical and probably getting through Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-43773571979084455482008-11-03T11:22:00.006+00:002008-11-10T11:07:54.773+00:00George's Marvellous Carrot Cake When I'm not taking the view that anything can be improved by adding chocolate chip cookie dough or layers of cheesecake, I'm always looking for the best possible version of a basic recipe. You know what I mean? The sort you try, and you just know it's the best; you just know that this is Exactly What It Should Taste Like. Chocolate chip cookies, for example. I don't even want to go into the Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2756422174548112978.post-67361943970911297522008-10-27T15:21:00.006+00:002008-10-27T16:18:37.020+00:00Capital Letter Cheesecake BarsSometimes I suspect that I'm subliminally trying to sabotage my own baking efforts so I'll be forced to make something again. Take these for example. Yes, every square is a little mouthful of Purest Heaven... but I screwed up, of all things, the chocolate drizzle over the top. How can anyone screw up a chocolate drizzle? All you have to do is, uh, drizzle chocolate. But no; mine seized up in the Annahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17556713163545660253noreply@blogger.com16