26/09/2009

beet roots...

thank you Amy (a.k.a. Phipps the Fantastic) for Peggy...


Amy is a very talented and inspired young lady. she makes the most beautiful collars and dresses and i'm lucky enough to be making her website... for now you can view her blog




collars available at lastfootwear.com
dresses at natashabailie.com

last night Jez and Lizzy came to have dinner with me and Katie. on request i cooked 'my' aubergine curry and inspired by Amy's baking made chocolate beetroot cake to follow. all in all, a sucessful evening. here's an ugly photo of a pretty amazing cake...


but here's a very nice cake video by Nicholas Bentley to balance it...

23/09/2009

science...



i would like to draw Richard's attention to number 14 there. indeed.

22/09/2009

not like the fish...


jacksonpollock.org
au revoir...

in hindsight i think this is where it all went wrong...


a distinct lack of bubbling...




and rising...


i was preparing for complete failure (Katie was preparing for me burning down the flat)...


then Katie and i ate most of a loaf before bed, with cloudberry jam (thanks ikea)...

baking is fun...

19/09/2009

stage 4: 'when the starter is ready, it will appear fully risen, and a small indentation made with a finger won’t spring back'...


unfortunately folks, that's only the end of the beginning. the good news is that (in theory) i can keep the starter alive FOREVER. Boudin Bakery in San Francisco has been using the same 'mother dough' for 160 years. WOW! if i'm still boring you, just take a look at this bread crab














boy. oh. boy. now the beginning of the end...

touching wood...

yesterday was stage 3: it's working!... at this stage the dough should have -and i quote -'a new, fresh look'. and if by 'fresh' they mean gooey...


can you get fresher than this?...


you have to keep feeding sourdough... in this way (and also my too frequent/paranoid checking) it's like a baby. also like a baby is how it keeps growing. my fears of it spurring some world dominating alien life-form may not be unfounded


but do not fear... these aliens are most likely to come paint your house. maybe i'll win a nobel prize for my discovery

17/09/2009

improv-ing...

stage two: i don't know if i'm doing it right but here goes anyhoo...

the original dough blob was supposed to left for 2-3 days, so i left it for 1 day instead. i just thought it looked kind of ready...


it is an experiment afterall and making it up as you go along seems as good a tactic as any (following recipes is for losers)... the next bit looks surprisingly like the start, but i would at this point advise anyone expecting anything exciting to happen to give up on me now (or tune back in a few days time to see some bread - or most likely no bread)...


it's actually a BIGGER blob...'OH!' i hear you all cry 'a BIGGER blob, well that IS interesting'. it's back in the cupboard now (see stage one)

p.s. recipes are NOT for losers, i take it back. in fact, if you rearrange the letters of RECIPES you can make the word PRECISE... :)
love affairs...

Bjarke Ingels x The Mountain x The Notwist x some surprisingly flexible young men =



.....

in an attempt to prove to myself that idleness can be educational, i'm not only nurturing my relationship with the (highly addictive) TED (we decided to have an open relationship), i'm also spreading some love across the podcast world. here's last night's bedtime entertainment...

The New Yorker Fiction: Paul Theroux reads Jorge Luis Borges's short story "The Gospel According to Mark."

16/09/2009

experiment #2...

make some sourdough bread. stage one: the solid starter...


it's cosy home for the next few days...


....

TED of the day = uber-simplicity... (bjarke ingels = new hero btw)



http://big.dk
Yes Is More

15/09/2009

time of OUR lives...



time of his life...

inevitable post of the day... i have always proclaimed (unashamed) my love for this

10/09/2009

home sweet home...

look lizzy (and everyone else) here are MY new views. from the giant living room window you can see the sea (looking at the photo, you're gonna have to trust me) and at night you can see the lights of Fife across the water. i'm not sure if it beats yours, but it definitely comes close




i saw (500) days of summer last night and today i have listened to the OST endlessly (except for The Smiths tracks i cannae stand) and discovered The Temper Trap...



if it's possible, i love Zooey even more. anyone who wants to buy me some new clothes/dresses, please feel free. or if you prefer, this from Kigu (i would look great inside it)

07/09/2009

sweetness...

merci arild for my new favourite song. the lyrics look really nice...

nia nia niékomuna .... bis
saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Sabali sabali sabali sabali manyé sabalié manyé tou tou tou tou tou tou tout tuuuuuuu
Sabali sabali sabali sabali kantéééééééééééé
sabaliiiii saaaabaaaaliiiii manyé,,,, bis
niké a moi dansééééééé nika a moi dansééééé
ouuuuu ouuuu ouuuu

sabalia sabaliéé

ohhhhh ohhhh ouuuu ouuunnn ouuuuun ohhhhhhh
ohhhhhh ouuuhhh ouhhhhh

chéri je m'adresse a toi
avec toi chéri
la vie est belle
la llalallallallallalallaalallaa
sabalabalabala bala bala babla
avec toi chéri
ca c'est mon ami
je te fais un gros bisou
je sais pas
je t'embrasse très fort
je te fais un gros bisou
aaah
je t'embrasse fort
bye bye



(don't ask me WHAT the video is about, but it beats a photo montage and is really kind of nice)

04/09/2009

500...

days of Zooey please

03/09/2009

on the importance of hygiene...

the Narnia tv serialisations were an important part of my childhood development...i'm not sure how exactly, but watching the weekly episodes at my great uncle's was always preluded by a bath (we only had a shower at my house), so if nothing else, it helped keep me clean... the chronicles represent a big piece of my childhood nostalgia pie and for this reason i put off watching The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe movie extravaganza afraid that it would be too slick and shiny and just too nice ...

last night, in an effort to entertain Ro (my 6 yr old charge for the week), i succumbed with more than a little trepidation. it was at this point (see below) i knew everything was going to be ok...



i'd like to extend a personal thank you to Mr. McAvoy