No Marmalade Orange Pudding Cake – Wow, what a mouthful it is, but such a worthy title! Let me tell you a little secret, there really is not a speck of marmalade in it. Yup you got that right! Although I must say I had to boil an orange for it. This citrusy treat is loaded with the rich, orangey, sticky sweet sensation that a orange marmalade pudding cake would deserve if there ever was one. This cake is unbelievably moist, dense and bursting with fresh citrusy notes.
Who would have thought boiling an orange would be so much fun! First of all, simmering the orange in a huge pot of water was an experience it itself. The beautiful orb of bright orange, simply floated about bouncing ever so gently around the pot as if suspended by some invisible thing. It was a sunny day as I set to my task, and the water glinted with golden hues in the surreal pool of orange. Continue reading
Moroccan Sausage Rolls have become an all time favorite in my household. My first encounter with these moist, crumbly and crunchy lamb sausage rolls was at Bourke Street Bakery in Sydney, Austrialia. Literally, one bite into these delectable goodies and I was hooked, I know, I know it does seem rather cliche but really they were sooooo damn good!
The harissa, a moroccan spice blend, in this recipe gives the sausage roll a warm bite and the added raisins, a gentle sweetness. I cheated a bit in this recipe, yes I did, and bought a jar of harissa instead of making it from scratch as stipulated in the original recipe… and they taste just as good. I would sincerely suggest you try this recipe, you’re going to thank me you did cause these crunchy puffs of savory goodness are so worth it!
My love for ‘meat pies’ ignited when I was a wee little one. My mum made delicious chicken pies that I loved dunking into ketchup, then and now too. Another favorite, was the ever popular ‘steak pie‘ a local favorite in Zimbabwe. Every cafe claimed to have the best steak pie. My favorite was a little cafe near my home in Harare – they made a flaky, buttery pastry that housed the juiciest chunks of beef, dotted with fat, in a peppery sauce. Alas, the bakery is no more but I’m left with fond memories of peering through the glass counter and salivating at the glory that laid before me.
Everyone claims to have that perfect banana cake or banana bread recipe and of course, I had to get on that band wagon too…. BUT WAIT! Before you hit the back button. Read a my slightly creative approach on writing this recipe, it’s a fun recipe you will love reading… as well as making… come on it has GHEE in it!! I’ve been working on writing this recipe for a bit and I absolutely loved it! so here goes…
Once a Week Banana Cake
I burst through the garage door into the warmth of the laundry room, simultaneously shrugging off my jacket, tugging off my shoes and dumping my bag in its spot. I stop for a brief moment to toss my coat onto the rack and correct the alignment of my shoes, perpendicular to the door – ok… that’s good.
I step into the kitchen and slow down just enough to let the warm sudsy water rid the unseen dirt off my hands, before engulfing them into the plush yellow towel – hey, they deserve luxury too.
I yank open the fridge and pull out a stick of butter* from its boxed container and rip off the paper its so carefully encased in. A quick zap, maybe 9 seconds? Yes, perfect – it’s at room temperature. I unduly toss the stick into the beloved stand mixer and turn it on low.
I craved something sugary but not cane sugar sweet. I had an idea, maybe something with a little more depth – a sweet treat with coconut sugar. Already my mind was swirling and I began tampering about in my kitchen experimenting. I thought to myself, “Well, if I was to use coconut sugar I might as well make it gluten free AND add ghee as its base.” A few days later I came up with this recipe. This revelation happened months ago and I have since, made it umpteen times and it’s practically begged to be showed off. Continue reading
Adapted from Baking, From My Home To Yours by Dorie Greenspan
Fortheloveofghee.comWith a hot cup of chaa in my hand, I stared out my window into the winter wonderland before me. The snowflakes gently floated from above in a steady haze of cool white. Slowly, ever so slowly they whisped side to side eventually settling atop a mound of snow. We had our first real snowfall a couple of weeks ago and it has been gradually accumulating ever since. I could have sat there forever, watching this delight but alas I knew the kids would be home soon and I really should’ve been baking something for their afternoon snack. Continue reading