On Saturday our kitchen transformed into a Cape Malay cookhouse - preparing by request - roti, lamb curry and malva pudding. The trifle...well, that was more Christmas than anything else!
The curry pot was on just after breakfast and the whole house smelt like a passage in Miriam's Kitchen.
Next, I started on the malva. This was the first time that I did a repeat of a recipe since being in Vermont, and I was wondering if I'd get it right again! I decided to let Jorja help me construct the pudding before baking.
While the kids were supposed to be napping, I looked at all the components of the trifle that I was going to attempt to make. Coming from a slightly trifle-obsessed family, this can be quite intimidating. I already had a different version of trifle sponge, I was using canned peaches only and not fruit cocktail, the custard was imported from England - and missing that very Moirs yellow colouring, the fake cherries and flake were replaced with Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and the cream was instantly whipped!
After just 1 layer, I could hear Jorja and Ethan creeping closer and closer to the counter - so intrigued by this multi-coloured pudding (and clearly not keen on the nap) - so I invited them to join in and cheer me on.
When P-J returned from some lawn-mowing (that's his quiet time), it was time to get the rotis ready. I giggled when he remarked that in order to to roll rotis, you had to commit to the role of roti roller... I was quite entertained when I realised that it involved singing Hoor hoe slaan die ghoema at full volume!
He sang until the dinner was ready and then we enjoyed a feast!
I must admit that while I enjoyed the busyness of the baking and cooking for a large part of the day, constantly washing up pots to be reused and preparing the meal, I'm glad that I don't have to do it full time.
The curry pot was on just after breakfast and the whole house smelt like a passage in Miriam's Kitchen.
Next, I started on the malva. This was the first time that I did a repeat of a recipe since being in Vermont, and I was wondering if I'd get it right again! I decided to let Jorja help me construct the pudding before baking.
While the kids were supposed to be napping, I looked at all the components of the trifle that I was going to attempt to make. Coming from a slightly trifle-obsessed family, this can be quite intimidating. I already had a different version of trifle sponge, I was using canned peaches only and not fruit cocktail, the custard was imported from England - and missing that very Moirs yellow colouring, the fake cherries and flake were replaced with Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and the cream was instantly whipped!
After just 1 layer, I could hear Jorja and Ethan creeping closer and closer to the counter - so intrigued by this multi-coloured pudding (and clearly not keen on the nap) - so I invited them to join in and cheer me on.
When P-J returned from some lawn-mowing (that's his quiet time), it was time to get the rotis ready. I giggled when he remarked that in order to to roll rotis, you had to commit to the role of roti roller... I was quite entertained when I realised that it involved singing Hoor hoe slaan die ghoema at full volume!
He sang until the dinner was ready and then we enjoyed a feast!
I must admit that while I enjoyed the busyness of the baking and cooking for a large part of the day, constantly washing up pots to be reused and preparing the meal, I'm glad that I don't have to do it full time.
the jelly looks good!
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