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)Honey we’re home!!!
Oh wow!!!
Just checking in with you guys. I promised myself I wouldn’t blog again until we had the internet at home… and it’s just this minute been connected.
Dinner has just finished cooking, Gazelle is on the phone to Uncle Lee and I’m eavesdropping on their conversation… and I’ve just found out we’re having him and Nan round for dinner next Sunday… or was that Saturday… and Ma? I’ll check what he puts in the diary. It’s good to eavesdrop… sometimes…
It’s been a long haul, but we’re in the house and we’ve finally been reconnected to the online world. Our white goods arrived today so as of this weekend I can start baking again! I’m so excited… it’s been way too long. I’ve got a list of recipes I can’t wait to try out… and I’m going to attempt a Gluten free diet next month, for the whole month – which means a lot more cooking 
. Ruth reckons it might help with my Seborrhoeic Dermatitis. We’ll see.
I’ve got to go now, got work to do, stuff to upload as I’ve not been able to check my work mail for weeks… well, there’s that and I’m hungry. I can hear Gazelle dishing out dinner…
Stay blessed!
Finké x
Moving Home
By Friday I should be moving home. Hooray! Having just been married and arriving back from honeymoon only for my wife and I to go to our parents’ houses is more than a little strange. I often wake up in the middle of night and roll over finding that the other side of the bed is cold from the absence of a human body. It sometimes feels like we threw one big party, which happened to cost the price of a barn house in Southern France, had a nice holiday and came back to only to remain as ’boyfriend’ and girlfrined’; weird! So, you can understand why I’m looking forward to picking up my golden keys. The place will be bare; bare walls, bare floors but by the grace of God, not a bare fridge. I’m certain that Ade and I will splash the place with the colour of our relationship. I’m looking forward to it. My first place!
I call it ‘The House of Love’.
Peace out
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