Today I entered carrot cake hell.
It all started when I went down to get my healthy soup from the overpriced, organic food store in Port Melbourne (leftovers for dinner means nothing for lunch. I really have to get my cooking patterns sorted). I already knew what I wanted. Soup. No bread (watching carbs). The thought of cake hadn't even entered my mind, which is unusual for me. So I was a bit caught off guard when I saw these gigantic carrot cake muffins upon which sat a big, ol' pile of cream cheese icing.
"Yum!" me-one said.
"No!" me-two said. "You don't eat things like that anymore."
"But I'll have a healthy dinner, and I love carrot cake, and I haven't had it in ages, and it will be worth it because it tastes so good, and I'll save half for tomorrow, and I'll go to the gym and please? Please? PLEASE? I NEED IT!!" And so it went on, but as strong minded as me-two tried to be, me-one was victorious.
So I spent $6 on this muffin and didn't even last the duration of time it took for the waiter to heat my soup before I was finger deep in cream cheese icing.
The carrot cake was dry. The cream cheese icing came off all over the bag. A pang of disappointed ran through my body. I even had thoughts of going to the bakery next door where I know they have kick-ass carrot cake so that my cravings would be satisfied. M1 & M2 had another battle about how to justify that. But I didn't, because how would I explain why I had 2 pieces of carrot cake upon my return to the office. So I went back to the office and ate the whole dry muffin, even the bits that had a slight hint of charcoal. What a waste of calories!
And here I sit right now, still just as unsatisfied, reduced to eating honey off a spoon to try and fill the void.
If only I had a squeez-e bottle, I could cut out the middle man.
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
What Shall We Do With A Drunken Sailor?
It was in year 12 when we first started to get along,
Our friendship was strengthened by our mutual love of the hong,
There was many a rowdy night in Matt’s or Brockman’s shed,
Where La-nee would end up with a bit of a sore head,
Almost every Sunday she’d call the Royal, sick,
But I doubt Yvonne ever really fell for that trick.
On one cold October night we headed off to the show,
Bought all these showbags but then had nowhere to go,
So Alby, La-nee and I needed somewhere to stay,
That’s when we remembered Ginni’s parents were away.
We found the spare key and and went through the door,
And got away with it… till Ginni found our lolly wrappers on the floor.
Since then we’ve moved to different parts of the state,
But it hasn’t stopped her from being my very best mate,
Whenever she comes to stay we’re bound to have a laugh,
Whether she’s spitting beer at a bouncer or wearing a bar mat scarf.
As everyone knows La-nee’s a pretty special gal,
It’s rarely you’ll find such a unique and creative pal,
She’s gorgeous and level headed with amazing artistic flare,
And her big heart makes you know she’ll always be there.
So let’s all raise our glasses for our brilliant friend,
And wish her all the best for now until the end.
Unfortunately the photos are a poor reflection of the amount of fun had that night.
"Res ipsa loquitur. Let the good times roll."
HST
Our friendship was strengthened by our mutual love of the hong,
There was many a rowdy night in Matt’s or Brockman’s shed,
Where La-nee would end up with a bit of a sore head,
Almost every Sunday she’d call the Royal, sick,
But I doubt Yvonne ever really fell for that trick.
On one cold October night we headed off to the show,
Bought all these showbags but then had nowhere to go,
So Alby, La-nee and I needed somewhere to stay,
That’s when we remembered Ginni’s parents were away.
We found the spare key and and went through the door,
And got away with it… till Ginni found our lolly wrappers on the floor.
Since then we’ve moved to different parts of the state,
But it hasn’t stopped her from being my very best mate,
Whenever she comes to stay we’re bound to have a laugh,
Whether she’s spitting beer at a bouncer or wearing a bar mat scarf.
As everyone knows La-nee’s a pretty special gal,
It’s rarely you’ll find such a unique and creative pal,
She’s gorgeous and level headed with amazing artistic flare,
And her big heart makes you know she’ll always be there.
So let’s all raise our glasses for our brilliant friend,
And wish her all the best for now until the end.
Unfortunately the photos are a poor reflection of the amount of fun had that night.
"Res ipsa loquitur. Let the good times roll."
HST
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
An Easter Discovery
I'm not sure of my exact sentiment about the fact that I have been lied to my whole life, but this Easter I have discovered that contrary to what my Doctor, parents and anyone else with any influential opinion over my health have told me my whole life.... It is actually possible to survive off chocolate alone for 5 days. It helps for variety if you mix it up with dark, white, belgian, praline and caramel assortments, but I'm sure nutritional content is not effected.
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm sure it has not been a healthy choice to make, and already the guilt about the increasing waistline has begun. But at the same time, I feel it may be just what I needed after a break-up and a bout of a virus I always thought to be reserved for the elderly.
Anywho, I'm heading home tomorrow where hopefully there are no more cacao/dairy products awaiting me and I can let my brain, kidneys and stomach recover and get in shape for this time next year.
I also have a new roll of film to scan in and share... I'm excited even if you are not.
xx
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm sure it has not been a healthy choice to make, and already the guilt about the increasing waistline has begun. But at the same time, I feel it may be just what I needed after a break-up and a bout of a virus I always thought to be reserved for the elderly.
Anywho, I'm heading home tomorrow where hopefully there are no more cacao/dairy products awaiting me and I can let my brain, kidneys and stomach recover and get in shape for this time next year.
I also have a new roll of film to scan in and share... I'm excited even if you are not.
xx
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Ladi Vintage
Ladi is an online boutique full of beautiful little vintage pieces that are so sweet they'll make your hair form ringlets. It's run by a friend of mine and here is a little marketing flyer I did up to spread the good word.
They have much more of a vintage postcard effect when printed, but hopefully you get the idea.
If you are intrigued: www.ladi.bigcartel.com
They have much more of a vintage postcard effect when printed, but hopefully you get the idea.
If you are intrigued: www.ladi.bigcartel.com
Monday, March 22, 2010
Zucchini Fritters To Write Home About (or at least on your blog)
Ok, listen up Peep Gang.
I am about to disclose to you loyal readers my very first recipe.
First I must let it be known that about 12 months ago the only thing I had ever cooked was a one pan dinner from a box, and even that I burnt so badly you could have lifted it straight out of the frying pan and played a game of that ultimate, not-really-a-true-sport-no-matter-how-competitive-your-facial-expression, frisbee I see is all the rage these days. Yes, I am the person who one time had to ring her neighbour to find out whether or not water was required to cook carrots... boiled carrots.
So I have come a long way from only eating things that came from a plastic container or I found in the dumpster*, to inventing my own recipes.
Here is one for some zucchini fritters I made this evening that were a bit of a hit:
INGREDIENTS:
2/3 cup Wholemeal Flour
1 tsp Baking Powder
A big ol' Shake of Salt
A big ol' Grind of Pepper
About the same of Cayenne Pepper
4 eggs - beaten
5 (from memory) Zucchinis - grated
1 Brown Onion - Diced
1 Cob of Corn - cooked (Remove the kernels from the cob before adding them... Derrr)
A few mushrooms and however much capsicum you have left in the crisper
METHOD:
First of all you will need to find quite a large bowl.. or casserole dish, or saucepan (for all you uni students out there). Put the flour, eggs, baking powder and seasonings in, and mix until you end up with a doughy looking paste that looks a bit like a moist cookie dough. Please, at this stage, refrain from tasting the mixture because despite it's appearance it is not cookie dough and it literally tastes like raw eggs and flour, salted.
Add to this mix all the chopped vegetables and stir until all is well combined.
Lightly oil a frying pan and place over a medium heat. Drop dollops of the mixture into the pan and flatten slightly. Cook until browned on one side, flip, and cook the other side until cooked through. Hey presto, you've made yourself some fritters. Nice going.
MAKES:
Shitloads.
SERVE WITH:
Whatever you so desire, aint no one gonna care once they taste these babies.
I am about to disclose to you loyal readers my very first recipe.
First I must let it be known that about 12 months ago the only thing I had ever cooked was a one pan dinner from a box, and even that I burnt so badly you could have lifted it straight out of the frying pan and played a game of that ultimate, not-really-a-true-sport-no-matter-how-competitive-your-facial-expression, frisbee I see is all the rage these days. Yes, I am the person who one time had to ring her neighbour to find out whether or not water was required to cook carrots... boiled carrots.
So I have come a long way from only eating things that came from a plastic container or I found in the dumpster*, to inventing my own recipes.
Here is one for some zucchini fritters I made this evening that were a bit of a hit:
INGREDIENTS:
2/3 cup Wholemeal Flour
1 tsp Baking Powder
A big ol' Shake of Salt
A big ol' Grind of Pepper
About the same of Cayenne Pepper
4 eggs - beaten
5 (from memory) Zucchinis - grated
1 Brown Onion - Diced
1 Cob of Corn - cooked (Remove the kernels from the cob before adding them... Derrr)
A few mushrooms and however much capsicum you have left in the crisper
METHOD:
First of all you will need to find quite a large bowl.. or casserole dish, or saucepan (for all you uni students out there). Put the flour, eggs, baking powder and seasonings in, and mix until you end up with a doughy looking paste that looks a bit like a moist cookie dough. Please, at this stage, refrain from tasting the mixture because despite it's appearance it is not cookie dough and it literally tastes like raw eggs and flour, salted.
Add to this mix all the chopped vegetables and stir until all is well combined.
Lightly oil a frying pan and place over a medium heat. Drop dollops of the mixture into the pan and flatten slightly. Cook until browned on one side, flip, and cook the other side until cooked through. Hey presto, you've made yourself some fritters. Nice going.
MAKES:
Shitloads.
SERVE WITH:
Whatever you so desire, aint no one gonna care once they taste these babies.
Project Housemate
Here is a little somethin' somethin' I whipped up for school. I was required to make an impression of a person or place in 6 images, composed using Photoshop.
I chose my housemate as my subject and hope that I have managed to capture at least a touch of her vivacious, audacious personality.
It's such a wonderful thing to come home and have someone to pass time with who isn't halfway through their 12th episode of Startrek for the day.
I chose my housemate as my subject and hope that I have managed to capture at least a touch of her vivacious, audacious personality.
It's such a wonderful thing to come home and have someone to pass time with who isn't halfway through their 12th episode of Startrek for the day.
Sunday, March 14, 2010
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