Saturday, February 21, 2015

25

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I turned 25 this month!

And like all mature 25 year olds, I sent out invitations to my birthday party.

Which was an afternoon tea.

Last year (if you recall) was my very first afternoon tea ever with my new (and now best) London pals, and even though I'm back in Canada I couldn't resist having another here.

Now, my dining room is no Bea's of Bloomsbury, but I have to admit I think I did a pretty decent job whipping up some treats and sandwiches for me and my friends. I say whipping up as if it took minutes when really it took perhaps a week and couldn't have been done without my sous-chef, AKA my mom. Thanks mom!

So everyone came over and we ate all the treats (tea sandwiches and macarons and fawn shortbreads and eclairs and scones and cake, of course) and drank all the teas. And all the prosecco, if I'm being perfectly honest. What's a birthday without a little bubbly?

The cake I baked was from this lovely book that I got for Christmas and it was deeeeelicious. Seriously delicious. My mom and I made the homemade jam and paired with the sponge layers and the cream in the center.. cake heaven.

So that was my birthday! And now I'm 25.


A few side notes:

1) Let's pretend the 12 Days of Baking Mega Fail at Christmas never happened, okay?
2) I should probably have some wise list of things I've learned in my quarter-century on earth but I don't and I'm sure if I did someone else has probably already also learned them and blogged them in a much more eloquent post than I could possibly ever write.
3) I move back to England in two months!
4) I have given up social media (Facebook, Twitter, Instagram) for Lent. I don't usually give anything up but one of my friends was doing it and social media has kind of taken over my life so, if you're wondering why I haven't tweeted about my breakfast or instagrammed a sunset in a while, that's why.
5) I wish I had that cake again right now

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Oh Comely Perfect Strangers Swap

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On a whim, I decided to sign up for Oh Comely's Perfect Strangers Project. You just sign up and then send a little parcel with whatever you want inside to someone somewhere in the world! Totally up my alley. Pen pally things are my faaaavorite. Who doesn't love a snail mail suprise?

My partner, Niamh, is from Ontario (I requested to have a swap partner within Canada, but you can leave it open to be paired with someone from anywhere in the world!), and she sent me a package full of things I love; cute little woodland creature magnets, a super cool fox & bear mug, three different teas (which made the whole box smell amazing). She also added one of her favorite books, a tiny foxtail keychain, a handmade kaleidoscope, super cool unicorn party picks and a little journal for us to write in and send back and forth.

I don't think Niamh has received my package for her yet, but it was so much fun finding things to go in it and baking some treats for. I think the next Perfect Strangers swap isn't until May, but it was so much fun I'll definitely sign up for it again!

Friday, December 12, 2014

12 Days of Baking: Day Six

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I don't know if I've mentioned this on the blog already, but since moving home I've started working at little cafe. It's pretty much the only place in my town that doesn't quite feel like you're in central Newfoundland, except for the fact that every single person who comes in generally knows at least one, if not every other person drinking coffee in there.

Anyways, obviously we have treats there as well as coffees & teas, and there's often homemade biscotti in jars. For some reason the people of Gander just don't seem overly keen on biscotti and tend to go for the partridgeberry scones or the giant muffins. Both of which are insanely delicious, I might add, so I really can't blame them.

But it's rare that someone comes in for a piece of biscotti with their coffee. Why! Biscotti is the perfect coffee drinking companion. I don't even drink coffee and I know that! I'd happily dunk a piece in my coffee (and then not drink the coffee and order a green tea instead). It gets all coffee-y on the outside but is still nice and crisp! What more do you want from a biscuit?

I'm rambling. What I'm trying to say is while the biscotti may not fly off the shelves at work, there are only about 3 pieces of this batch I baked left from about two days ago. So you should make it to go with your morning drink of choice. And the people of Gander should really jump on the biscotti train too.

(Recipe originally from The Globe and Mail, I nixed a few things and use this version)

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

12 Days of Baking: Day Five

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My mom gave me the idea for these cookies as she was browsing through pinterest one day. She's super obsessed with it (and has finally stopped calling it "Pinecrest"), but often forgets to actually pin the things she wants to keep! So after a quick and easy reindeer cookie search we found them once again.

Instead of the recipe on the site we found, I used a recipe from the good ol' Joy of Cooking cookbook, which we thought was the gingerbread recipe we always use, but for some reason these turned out nothing like the gingerbread I usually make. My parents took our ancient copy of Joy of Cooking to the cabin and this was a newer edition, so I'm wondering if the recipe had changed or something?

They still look super cute, and while they don't taste like the classic gingerbread men I'm used to devouring I really wouldn't turn my nose up at them. 

Those tiny little m&m noses! The wee antlers! Once again I'm fawning over cute cookies. I must go and find myself a life.