Tuesday, 26 March 2013

Snow joke!

I'm not the messiah or a boy but I am a very naughty blogger!

I have posted nothing for so long, it isn't because I tire of typing all manner of happenings, but simply because I have been so busy preparing for our very first vintage stall...or was. Well, this and the fact that I lost every fight with my kids to the laptop recently, no more mention of that!  Any hoo, on Sunday we were due to trot over to a village roughly 20 miles away, not far is it?

For weeks we've been sourcing lovely crockery, admiring it, washing it, admiring it, packing it carefully away, getting it out to play with it, admired it some more and set up our stall for a practice run then admired that too. I made a few felt crafty bits and bobs, we painted some shelving for displaying our wares. We spent Saturday baking cakes to scatter around our much admired crockery and, then...it snowed, *$#&*$£"*&^%$£"#! I have no idea what that is actually meant to be a substitute for but believe me it is a profanity worthy of  prosecution! A new swear word if you will.

So, after a phone discussion with my cousin and partner in crockery accumulation we decided that it wasn't worth trying to get to the village where it was to be held, the main roads were pretty bad (the one we live on has been closed for two days), and more snow had been forecast.
But what to do with so much cake?! Well, being the giving souls they are, my cousin and her husband said they would walk to our house and help us to sort out the plethora of cake we were in possession of. Isn't that just the kindest offer? Indeed they came and we polished off a rather large amount of our baked goods by which time the sun decided to appear and clear the roads. Fortunately we were in our happy place having consumed so much sugary fayre and so we simply laughed.

Yeah right, believe that last sentence and you'll believe anything! We did eat plenty, but laughing came after the disgruntled mutterings and tiniest, most ladylike usage of swear words, of course.

So, let's try to get back on track and fill in a couple of happenings.

Our latest Cake and Bake Club offerings.
My Aunt's veggie pasties, courtesy of The Hairy Dieter's cookbook.
We ate these alongside her homemade White Bean Soup, very tasty. 

We were two members down last meeting but we still ate more than was necessary.

 Cherry Cheesecake Pie, soooo nice, I'm very tempted to make this again for the next meeting
purely so as not to deprive our two missing members of it's deliciousness you understand.

We have acquired the habit of partaking in a healthy bowl of soup at kick off. At our first meeting we had only sweet entries and were all feeling extremely overindulged and fed up of cake. So now we have it in turns to produce a savoury dish whilst the host of the month supplies soup before we commence. We still overindulge though, naturally.

Top layer are my Espresso Cupcakes, wow, they give such a caffeine kick!
Bottom is my Husband's Honey Cake, a new favourite.
My sister's Chocolate and Pistachio Fudge, corr!

Here are a few little bowls for our stall, if I can bear to part with them!
I just love these bowls, I love roses and I love blue, what more could you ask, I ask yer?

 Pink and white prettiness.

We are booked at another Vintage Fair in a couple of weeks, all is not lost.
So, there you have it. A little catch up, boring it might be but I like to gaze upon tasty cakes and pretty china and so should you!