I think I've been watching way too many cookery programmes lately... first I was obsessed with Master Chef, then The Great British Bake-Off, and now I'm hooked on the Australian version of Master Chef.
Or perhaps my still-almost-newly-fitted kitchen that comes complete with fully functioning split level ovens... as opposed to my old oven that had a broken door and three temperature settings - scorch, blacken and incinerate... has lulled me into a delusional state of thinking that I can actually cook, provided the recipe is not too taxing.
Either way, I have suddenly become rather interested in cooking and even more interested in baking... as you may have noticed from the content of my recent posts.
Do not be surprised to see strict-diet-weight-loss related posts shortly....
Just what every woman needs in the kitchen... a man who can cook!
So.... I decided last weekend I'd have a go at making our Christmas cake.
"
What? In October?!!" I hear you cry....
Apparently, this is the perfect time to make that festive fare, leaving two months to "feed" the cake with the acoholic beverage of your choice....
And if there's one thing we have in abundance in this house, it's hard liquor.... not because we're alcoholics or anything like that (
yeah!yeah! denial is the first sign!) but because we are always getting booze as gifts (
our friends obviously do think we're partial to the odd tipple!). We're also rather fond of buying bottles of obscure liqueurs as "souvenirs" when we travel... bottles that get put in a cupboard and forgotten about long before the holiday laundry pile is depleted.
We could open a cocktail bar tomorrow, and have some very merry customers for a very long time.
The Christmas cake recipe I'd chosen suggests rum or brandy... and I knew I had a bottle of rum lurking in the back of the drinks cabinet, a bottle acquired in the Dominican Republic back in 2005. I think it was actually a freebie from the hotel room that we packed in our hand luggage at the last minute... you know, back in the olden days when it was still legal to fly with more than a fairy's thimble of liquids about your person?
Why is the rum always gone?
Whatever... the point is, we had a bottle of rum going spare and I was delighted to finally find a use for it, and free up some space in that groaning drinks cabinet. Approximately 5 hours later, with the Christmas cake successfully made (yes it does take a rather long time to bake!) I was feeling rather pleased with myself and decided to post something about it on the social network.... and it's not often that I do post anything because frankly, my life is just not that interesting (and yet I somehow manage to keep a blog running with the drivel of my daily life!) and more importantly, I don't feel the need to inform the wider world that I'm waiting for a bus... or describe in detail how my baby has been projectile vomiting over everyone. Mainly because I don't often take the bus... and I don't have babies.
Anyway, perhaps it was the shock of me actually posting something for a change that caused such a huge response... or maybe an otherwise slow day on FacePlantBook, but I sparked a massive debate about the fate of that bottle of rum. General consensus... there are better things to do with a bottle of rum than "waste it pouring it over a cake"!
Do you agree?
The Christmas Cake... and the bottle of rum that caused so much consternation
Anyone interested in the recipe for Christmas Cake? I'd be happy to post it....