First botched batch
Day 4 of being gluten and wheat free and my scalp itches. Lesley at work said I would have to keep this diet up for at least 6 weeks to know if it actually has any effect or not! SIX WEEKS!!!
But that’s not what’s bothering me now. It’s gone 11pm, Gazelle’s fast asleep and I’m on the staircase, blogging… I’m not going mad… I’m just very frustrated.
We’re having a shared lunch at work tomorrow afternoon and having made two successful batches of flapjacks and beginning to feel that I could work the oven, I decided to make a batch of gluten free brownies.
I’ve now decided that the oven doesn’t like me anymore. I thought we were becoming friends, but it’s done that whole recipe temperature/ time combo and oven temperature/time combo not matching up thing. I need an oven thermometer… or another oven.
I tried taking the brownies out about 10 minutes ago…. about 10 minutes later than the recipe said… I left them in for longer because I couldn’t smell them, and when I opened the oven door they collapsed! AAARRRGHHH!!!
I can smell them now they’re finally out, but they look deflated. Nothing like the BBC ones…
The hole in the middle is from me checking with a knife to see if they were done... they were.
I’m going to bed.
Filed under Food | Tags: food, gas cooker, home, wheat/gluten free | Comment (0)Smoking cigarettes…
I’ve been wheat/gluten free for 2 days now…
… and no, I haven’t taken up smoking, but I now understand how smokers feel when they try to quit…
I’m half way through making a loaf of wheat/gluten free bread (using some Wheat/Gluten free flour I found in Sainsbury’s – at first it was weird, like trying to knead ground rice flour or pounded yam, very sticky… the dough is currently in the boiler cupboard rising) and learning how to use the gas cooker. I made some flapjacks earlier on. The first time I used the oven, took me over an hour to figure out how to light the darn thing. Then I didn’t turn it high enough so they weren’t cooked properly whenI first took them out, so I turned the heat up and baked them for another 10 minutes.
I’m scared of making a cake in there for fear that it will sink terribly. I haven’t got my head around the way the temperature works, and there isn’t a little light to tell me when it’s reached the right temperature, but I don’t just want to leave the gas burning for fear of emptying the credit on the meter – or burning the house down. I was spoiled with an electric oven at my Mum’s house… this one doesn’t have a timer, Mum pointed that out to me. Thank goodness for the countdown timers on phones, my mind is so all over the place at the moment I would forget to check the time if I was relying on the clock… if I even remembered what time it went in.
Gazelle’s just finished making dinner and he’s making me some tea.
Potatoes, salmon and chickpeas
We’re having potatoes, salmon and chickpeas… looks yummy… and yes, I am eating dinner in bed.
Filed under Food | Tags: food, home, wheat/gluten free | Comment (0)Withdrawal symptoms
We’re part of the way through the second week of our honeymoon and all the veg I’ve been eating has made me more energetic and alert, but the sun has got me mad tired, and the E-numbers and processed sugar withdrawal has made a bit awkward to live with at times.
In light of this I think I might try and follow in Darren’s footsteps and eat more vegetables when I get back to London, but I’m not planning on cutting sugar out of my diet completely, I’ll just bake (even) more instead of buying shop bought and try and find healthier alternatives to my ingredients… and in regards to going veggie, I don’t think that’s happening any time soon, I’ll just be cutting my red meat eating down to two or three times a month.
That asides, I watch Darren exercise every morning. It reminds me of when I was little and Uncle Sunmolu would visit and he’d do one-armed press ups with me sitting on his back. I used to think he might just be the strongest man in the world… secretly though, like a black superman because he didn’t look like the weightlifters on TV. So, watching Darren in the mornings has finally urged me to start exercising when we get back, not jump into a regime for pros then feel miserable at how much I ache, but build up gradually. I’ve started so many regimes, so many times in the past, and just not kept them up for more than a couple of weeks or so.
Note: If you’re out there and in the same boat as me exercise and food wise, join me for an online exercise regime that I’m going to gather from websites across the net and in my attempts to make meals that contain less fat, sugars and E-numbers and cost less than the shop bought versions. If you come up with any good recipies, e-mail then to me too. I’m open to suggestions. The reason I’m inviting you to join me is not because I have a plan so wonderful that you too must partake in it to enjoy a fuller life, it’s because I need support in this. Totally selfish motives! 
Kelli, I think I’ll be visiting your blog a little more often again, and when I get back I’ll finally make and send you that hat I promised some time last year. I am so going to need to be on a make and do tip. There’s a market not too far from where we’re moving to that sells material so I will finally be learning to sew too… I’m itching to try out some of the tutorials on your site.
That’s enough for today. Ladies, I’ll fix a date for us to go to that Salsa class as promised and e-mail or send a text to you all to let you know at least a week in advance. Until then, please enjoy some wedding photos here, here and here, courteousy of some good friends and Facebook.
Until then,
Mizpah,
Finké x