Saturday, 18 May 2019

The Experiment Continues

Back in the dark ages one of the seasonal pleasures of life was to go "black berrying".  There were still pockets of rural land in Bristol (the Clay Bottom area being one) where the berries grew wild and free.

When they were ripe, sweet and juicy we would harvest some in small pails and try not to eat then all before we got home (all purple/ black fingers, lips and tongues!)

Then Mum would make Blackberry and Apple Pie (or Crumble) one of the best known blending of fruits and flavours in the entire Universe - so to speak.

Wild blackberries. The last time I saw and ate them was in Normandy (circa 1996)  when members of my family and I rented a small cottage in a quiet country lane, far from even a village or hamlet.


Then "someone" decided that we had a right to seasonal fruits year round.  We took the bait and now expect and eat fruits and vegetables which are grown and harvested (before they are ripe) thousands of miles away.

"Big-Agri" is in charge. 

The largest and darn near monopolistic  manufacturer (I use the word purposefully) of soft fruits in north America is called 
"D-scr-ll".  They have hybridized and genetically changed soft fruits (raspberries, strawberries, blackberries, blueberries), so that we can indulge in strawberry shortcake in December should we so wish.

These soft fruits look good. But that's about it.  They are neither sweet nor juicy.  Why bother?  Isn't the point of soft fruit to delight the palate, and to enjoy the tickle of juice as it rolls down the chin?


I can talk the talk, but I do not always walk the walk.  

So I bought a couple of apples and some "D-scr-lls" blackberries so that I could go back into memory land, subtract sixty years from my age, and make some Blackberry and Apple Crisp.

It warn't bad.  But it warn't great (I added too much sugar to the fruit.)

Give me another ten years and I'll perfect my experiments in Fruit Crisps!"

Friday, 17 May 2019

On the Lighter Side- A Bit Of Silliness


Silly -  but in these days Chuck would not be working for the Government, but for one of the unpatriotic, greedy, money-grubbing  and disloyal Oligarchs who are now running and ruining  our Country.

Thursday, 16 May 2019

I Didn't Have a Pie Dish

I've done so very little baking over the years ---

partly because I've never taken the time to learn how to make pastry/crust (my fault),

partly because I know that any crust I made would be utterly inferior to that which my oldest sister makes (it melts in your mouth) -  I always "demand" her apple pie when I go home to England!  She obliges with a smile,

partly because my aging kitchen in SRQ is notably short of counter space on which to roll out pastry -  excuses, excuses! my Mum made excellent pastry crust when kitchen counter space had not even been invented!

I've occasionally bought those supermarket frozen crusts and found them to be -  well "crummy".


So this morning, with rhubarb and apples at hand I decided to make a R and A Crisp.

Lordy, lordy, I didn't even own an an oven proof pie dish.

So I bought one..

It cost me the princely sum of $2.79 (yes, $2.79!) at my local Publix Supermarket  (I came across a one day sale).


I made the crisp.

Rhubarb and Apple with an oats, brown sugar, melted butter and flour topping.

Looks good eh?  It was slightly  over cooked so the pie edges were a bit hard, but were also chewy and caramely.


If the proof of the pudding is in the eating I need say no more!


My rhubarb and apple Crisp, with vanilla ice cream.  Who could ask for anything more?

Wednesday, 15 May 2019

My mistake and the U.K. House of Commons.

I thought for a moment that I was near the U.K. House of Commons ****

Then I came to myself and realised that I was at Detwiler's Farm Market in SRQ,  and that they were selling rhubarb, lovely rhubarb, not often seen in local markets.

Rhubarb, lovely rhubarb!  

I am not much of a baker but I plan to use the rhubarb I bought today, together with some apples,  to make rhubarb and apple crisp.  If it turns out well you'll see a picture tomorrow.

If it flops then we'll never speak of this again!


But why did I think that I was near the U.K. House of Commons and why  **** "a load of rhubarb".

There is a story that in crowd scenes in a movie,the background actors appear to be chatting but in fact they are simply saying "rhubarb, rhubarb".

Hence,  in the U.K.,  when folks spout nonsense about all and everything, it is said that they are spouting "a load of rhubarb", especially when that nonsense is uttered in the House of Commons.  

I confused the rhubarb at Detwilers with the the chatter of the House of Commons (and of the U.S. Senate and House).


Monday, 13 May 2019

My Poster doppelgänger - RABBI POVEY

My Sarasota friend David S. spotted a poster at The Ringling.  He thinks that one of the characters looks a bit like  me.  I agree! 

I call it Rabbi Povey!


Here is the full poster.

Sunday, 12 May 2019

Beauty In The Eye Of The Beholder, and maybe you too!

Canine/Human Shadows.  Arlington Park, early morning Saturday 11th May 2019


Dew covered cobweb.  Glen Oaks Manor, Sarasota.  6:35 a.m. 12th May 2019


Intense focus, Arlington Park Sarasota, 7:20 a.m. 12th May 2019


Object of focus, Arlington Park Sarasota, 7:20 a.m. 12th May 2019