Yay ! I have contact lenses…I feel like me again…but more of that another time…
I love this time of the year. I think I mentioned last year that I like Halloween, but not for the trick and treat, for the food. And Bonfire night ! I love Bonfire night but not for the fireworks but for sausages and baked potatoes and toffee…planning on going to a party weekend of the 7th purely because they are offering a hog roast…but back to Halloween.
I did not this year make the Ghoul Graveyard cake as Halloween clashed with my Dad’s birthday party. So instead I borrowed an idea from Domesticali and made some ghostie lollipops for nearest and dearest and closest small people. We had a wonderful scary pumpkin carved by Husband and I have a fridge full of pumpkin carvings waiting to become soup…but they will have to wait as I also have a fridge full of leftovers due to overbuying for half term (Teenager came to stay for most of it).
My Dad is a very lucky boy as due to a diary clash he gets to celebrate both this weekend (31st) and again on the 7th. My brother couldn’t make the 31st as he had another party to go to, whereas we couldn’t make the 7th as we were hoping to go to a Mercedez day at Brooklands (shhshh, don’t tell Spider but Lewis Hamilton might be there).
Tried to make a cake that might keep the week and still be nice…and that always means gingerbread but as a concession to the fact most people eating it will be under 7 he has Nigella’s chocolate gingerbread, which is nice but not as nice as liberkuchen…but that is an obsession to talk about another day…as is my liking for gingerbread in general (the only Starbucks coffee I have been known to drink is their gingerbread latte…I love the autumn !).
So yes I can see and all is well in my little corner of the world… oh and a picture of a very very brown cake to follow when I can find the camera which has gone walk about again – SPIDER !!!
The reason for starting these assorted ramblings was that I desperately needed something to focus on other than the contents of my bank account, and how I could juggle quickly dwindling pots of money, avoiding bank charges which caused already stretched resources to be further depleted.
I figured that if I had something else to think about I would be less prone to attacks of the blues. I am not depressed, and I am not sufficiently deluded to think that a good slice of carrot cake can cure depression. But I do think that a warm slice of a home made cake made by a friend can stop a pale blue mood descending into something that makes you reach for your guitar.
Here’s the twist. Firstly having been financially crippled all summer, there is now hope on the horizon that our finances may improve and secondly, the autumn is probably the one time of the year where I find it impossible to let anything get me down. In the autumn I am a regular little Pollyanna shouting “hello sky, hello trees, lovely day”.
I love the orangeredyellowbrown baked crisp rustling leaves as they shiffle shuffle under your feet. I love misty mornings and sharp October sunshine. I love pumpkins and rosehips and food for free. I love watching my Toddler pretending to help pick blackberries and then deciding he would be more help in quality controlling the ones in the box… I love Halloween, but not trick or treat, I love bobbing for apples and toffee apples, I love the explosion of black and green and orange that hits the shop window displays and I love the food – although partly this is an extension backwards from Bonfire Night.
Both Halloween and Bonfire Night are perhaps more notable for savoury delicacies than for sweet stuff (aside from treacle toffee that is), although last year having finally laid my hand on jellied lollipops I treated the Toddler to Nigella Lawson’s Ghoul graveyard cake.
Toddler was more impressed by the lollipops than anything else . The cake should anyone else think of doing it is a lovely moist chocolate cake, the icing is very sweet and if you can borrow the sprinkles from someone else – its been a year and I haven’t used them for anything else.