Posts Tagged ‘baking’
James and our two children made me breakfast on the fire the old fashioned way, it was delicious! fresh bread baking over the embers filled with egg, no electricity just candles and fire. We used turf our friend gave us from a nearby bog and charcoal that was left over from our Wedding feast.
The lanterns were all made for our wedding too. They are recycled tins that have been drilled into to create the holes for light then either wrapped in tissue paper with p.v.a. glue or painted with house paint. The jars are recycled or salvaged from the garden then painted with nail varnish ( the old salvaged ones). The more modern ones are wrapped in a layer of pink tissue paper. We had a lovely lighting ceremony one night in the garden, I will post the photographs James took of it, sometime soon.
Gradually The Secret Gallery has become more and more homely, James has been baking everyday and his croissants, breads and biscotti have been divine! I have been making my own stock and soups. The other day as I carried a wooden platter turned by my Dad with some fresh bread made by James with loganberry jam on it made by my Mum into our children, they said “and everyone made the butter”! Long live the Good Life!
The gallery is becoming a meditation room for the winter, paintings are being stored and incense and candles are burning! If people are interested in visiting the studio to see some art work we can arrange that if we have a little notice! We will be opening up again next year, hope to see you all then!
Front door of The Secret Gallery last Summer.
Shells down the garden path at The Secret Gallery
Road sign, between Doolin and The Cliffs of Moher
Propelled into motion by James my partner, we are juxtaposing drinking at home, budgeting and reducing our carbon footprint! (when I say drinking at home I mean once, but it was fun!) I have not been taking my usual unnecessary ticky-tours around in the car and constant trips to the not-so-near supermarket! The Secret Gallery has been a secret bakery today! I was hoping that just at its messiest moments that nobody would walk in! The smell of freshly baked bread can help sell a house but I am not sure about paintings! Or more lightly recently, burnt offerings and flour everywhere! This morning’s baking was brown bread, then sticky flap jacks, apple and pear crumble with organic fruit from Mum and Dad’s garden. I am trying to resist the temptation to do a 20 something kilometer round trip just to buy a bulb of garlic, I know it would make the lentil and squash Indian dish I am making, taste allot better! Though I made it so spicy we probably wont be able to taste a thing!
The other day I picked up the book, Scott’s Last Expedition. Reading the glossary I was woken up slightly when I read the endangered words such as:
Barrier, the immense sheet of ice, over 400 miles wide and still greater length, which lies south of Ross Island to the west of Victoria Land.
Frost smoke, a mist of water vapour above the open leads, condensed by severe cold.
Piedmont, coastwise stretches of the ancient ice-sheet which once covered the Antarctic continent, remaining either on the land or wholly or partially afloat.
Nunatak, a ‘lonely peak’ of rock in the mist of ice; when rounded by glacial action, a Nunakol.