Monday, February 27, 2012

Velvety Goodness

Ok, I've been asked by a few people for my Red Velvet Cake recipe. I'm caving in and supplying it :D

You will need:

125g softened butter
330g sugar
3 eggs
300g SR flour
290ml buttermilk
3tsp cocoa powder
1tsp baking powder
1tsp apple cider vinegar
1tsp vanilla extract
2tbs red food colouring

1) Grease (or line with cupcake paper cups) a muffin/cupcake tray OR cake tin (20cm diameter). Preheat oven to 170deg. C.
2) Cream the softened butter and sugar in a large mixing bowl. It should look light and fluffy. While still beating, add one egg at a time. Beat well. Add the cocoa and red food colouring.
3) Sift together the flour and baking powder. Add half the buttermilk and half the flour mix to the red batter; mix. Add the rest of the buttermilk and flour.
4) Throw in a pinch of salt; fold in the vanilla and combine the apple cider vinegar into the cake batter. Now you can pour in even, but generous, amounts of batter into the cupcake tin or cake tin.
5) Place it in the oven for 30 mins. Cool.

Cream cheese Icing
(just as important as the cake recipe)

500g softened, philli cream cheese
1 1/2 cups icing sugar
50g softened butter
1tsp vanilla

1) Making sure you don't over-mix, combine all "wet" ingredients in a bowl, then add the icing sugar. The mixture will be deliciously thick: trust me, if it's too runny it will RUIN YOUR LIFE!
2) Spoon into a piping bag and squeeze over the cooled cupcakes/cake!

EAT!!


Friday, February 10, 2012

Happy Blogiversary to Me!

It's 2 years today since I came back from a week away in Margaret River and started up my Storme in a Teacup on blogspot!

I can't believe I have continued doing this without forgetting to post for a number of weeks or months... my memory is pretty bad. I can forget within seconds where I'm just placed my mug of coffee and spend nearly 10 minutes looking for it.

Today, however, I'm a little stuck with what to post. I asked Ben a few times... he just giggles and says I should write about something I found yesterday. I don't think I want to present that just yet. Sorry, Ben, maybe some other time...

Then he suggested I blog about Bloaty.

Ahhh, Bloaty, my (nearly 1yr old) unfortunate stuffed cat that didn't end up looking like a cat but instead has the appearance of a bloated black toad. Yes, Bloaty. He's a work in progress; well, he was made in 10 minutes for a costume party prop with disastrous consequences (he was stuffed with the scraps of material and the would-be tail of his ill-formed cat-body). He's been a pretty prominent member of our household. Formally known as "Bloaty: the Unfortunate Raping (he's often found on top of other plush toys) Wish Toad", he's a little like our resident Pedo Bear; always manages to make you feel uncomfortable and a little violated. I can't throw him out. He's too important. Without Bloaty, I'd never be able to creep Kass out by leaving him on her pillow or hidden in her bag. Ben would never have something soft and squishy to throw at people in the house and I would never be able to hear the laughter of friends as they poked fun at my miscreant.

From his scrawny limbs to his round, wooden button eyes, to his strange, pained expression - I can't help but love my unfortunate wish toad. So impressed with him once I unveiled him, Kass wrote a poem about him:

Bloaty the (Unfortunate Wish) Toad


I wish I wasn’t so bloaty,

I wish I wasn’t so black

I wish I was a real toad,

And not once a maybe cat.


I wish my legs weren’t so short,

I wish my arms weren’t so thin,

I wish I had real organs inside,

instead of stuff from the off-cuts bin


I wish I had some sort of toes,

And eyes not made from button,

I wish I had an actual mouth,

If I’m going to look like a glutton.


I wish I was I bit cuter,

And that I wasn’t so damn lumpy

I wish I had a girlfriend

With whom I could get hot and humpy


It isn’t easy being a toad

Made out of off-cut cape

But worry not my dearest friend

I have a colourful history of rape.


Here's to another year of random happenstances!

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Vertically challenged? Look no further...

I have found a solution to Kass' and my vertically-challenged dilemma. Since we are the shortest people we know (and the shortest people we regularly congregate with), it has occurred to us both on numerous and, sometimes, separate occasions that it can be a little bit of a problem. For example, we have a stepping stool in the kitchen so we can reach the top of the pantry and can reach over the stove top while cooking with a tall saucepan (yes, it is necessary). We're both the same age -though she keep claiming to be the youngest by what sounds like decades-, so we're done with the whole vertical growth thing and regular heeled shoes don't quite make up the difference.

The fix: Make everyone the same height with shoes of varying heights = ~2m tall.

(in Kass' opinion, this means she can cut people taller than her off at the knees or hips... but this solution ensures that limbs remain intact or somewhat so -broken bones may occur from heightened falls-. Additionally, this solution plays on Kass' other weakness; SHOES)