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Emptying The Freezer

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My desperate attempts to minimise food wastage are often confounded by my inability to pass up a bargain.

$12 for a 2½ kg box of glacé pears? Normally $20 a kilo? Yep, I’ll take them…

Huge fish heads for $5 a kilo? Don’t throw them out, give me all of them…

Free range chicken carcasses for $1 each? I’m sure I can find room for those…

Sigh.

As a result, I usually have two bulging freezers and a fridge full of supplies that need to be used up. Here are some of our recent emptying-the-fridge/freezer/pantry meals.

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Last week, our friend Johnny passed me a bag of Italian prosciutto offcuts, and the lovely Dot gave me a wedge of very ripe Brie and a ball of mozzarella…

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Before heading off to the wedding last weekend, I’d baked a double batch of sourdough for the boys. As they only ate one loaf, there was quite a lot of stale bread leftover when we got home…

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I turned it all – bread, prosciutto, cheeses and some semi-dried tomatoes – into savoury slices. One for Johnny, one for Dot, one for Luca around the corner who’s in the middle of exams, and one for Big Boy’s lunch.

They’re a doddle to assemble (basic instructions are here) and infinitely adaptable – I skipped the cream this time and used just milk and eggs. Any cured meats, cheeses and antipasti you have in the fridge can go in. My friend Patrick describes this as mac’n’cheese with bread instead of mac; Johnny calls it “bread’n’boc(concini) pudding”.

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The fish heads were all scaled, de-gilled, vacuum sealed and frozen. As I’m the only person in the house who will eat them, I defrost one every couple of weeks and microwave it, topped with a little jarred black bean sauce, scallions and ginger. It’s ludicrously easy to cook (thanks Auntie Sim!) and I love having one all to myself for dinner…

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A recent freezer excavation turned up 300g of chicken mince and two half packets of dumpling wrappers (they defrost well, so it’s always worth freezing leftover skins).

These became an easy dinner one night

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…and dumpling noodle soup the next, with the addition of noodles and some defrosted homemade stock. I’m always happiest when I have a large stash of stock in the freezer, and the pressure cooker makes that easy

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During International Scone Week, I baked buttermilk scones for Small Man (they’re his favourite). He was out during the day and only managed to eat a couple, so that night, I broke them up and used them to top a mixed berry crumble. I routinely freeze leftover cake or brioche or cookies to throw onto defrosted fruit for an instant dessert…

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Here’s an earlier one we made with leftover tea cake and frozen blueberries…

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Finally, I made fruit and nut cakes with the glacé pears…

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We usually make this simple recipe at Christmas, but it’s good eating at any time of the year, with the added bonus of being both gluten and dairy free. It was also a great way to use up all those nearly empty packets of nuts in the back fridge!

Here’s the basic formula…

  • 250g seedless dates
  • 350g mixed glacé fruit, cut into pieces (cherries, mixed peel, apricots, pears etc)
  • 80g raisins
  • 450g mixed unsalted nuts (works best if you can include brazil nuts in the mix)
  • 100g ground almonds
  • ½ teaspoon baking powder
  • 3 large (59g) eggs
  • 2 tablespoons (40ml) honey
  • 1 teaspoon homemade vanilla extract
  • 2 tablespoons rum

Instructions, with photos, are here. I baked the cakes in lined loaf tins for an hour at 150C with fan, then allowed them to cool slowly, doused in rum and wrapped in foil and a tea towel. They keep for ages and slice well if stored in the fridge…

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Are you good at resisting a bargain? And what clever recipes do you have to use up your leftover bits and pieces?

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At 2pm yesterday, I coated half a dozen free range chicken marylands (thigh + drumstick portions) in a packaged curry paste…

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This is our current favourite brand, as recommended by my cousins in Malaysia. You could certainly grind all the spices from scratch, but we had a free afternoon and were keen to get out of the house…

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I put all the chicken, a few peeled and chopped potatoes, half a litre of water and a carton of coconut cream into my presoaked Römertopf pot and covered it with the lid. The pot went into a cold oven and the heat was turned up to 200C with fan. I set the timer and asked Big Boy to turn the oven down to 150C with fan after the first hour…

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Then Pete and I hopped on a train to Central Station. The weather was sunny but cool, a perfect autumnal day to be outside. From Central, we took an easy walk to the Mortuary Station to visit the Biennale of Sydney’s Embassy of Transition.

The Mortuary Station is an elegant and intriguing part of Sydney history. It was originally built as part of the train line connecting Rookwood, Woronora and Sandgate Cemeteries. The line is no longer in use, but the station continues to be maintained by Sydney Trains and is open to the public for special events. Apart from the artworks, it was a treat in itself to be able to visit this historic building!

The platform of the station is the ideal backdrop for Spiral Incense Mantra (2014) by Taiwanese artist Charwei Tsai. Encompassing three separate elements, this beautiful installation invites contemplation of life, death and dying.

The artwork comprises a series of hanging incense bells which are randomly lit. The bells have been inscribed with sacred Buddhist texts by the artist and the monks who collaborated with her. Originally all the same size, over the course of the Biennale, each has burned down at a different rate, influenced by location, wind, and frequency of lighting.

It’s unsubtle but powerful imagery, which combines with the architecture and history of the building, the stillness of the location, and the gentle wafting aroma of the incense, to create a very moving experience…

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Each piece was created in a flat form, then hung by the artist…

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As the bell burns away, it leaves behind small piles of ash…

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Two videos accompany the incense mantras, screened on the floors of the station’s waiting rooms. The third element incorporates a section of track adjacent to the platform, which the artist has filled with pieces of bark inscribed with messages…

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From the Mortuary, we walked to the Redfern Wall, where What Remains (2016), a site specific installation by indigenous Australian artist Daniel Boyd, glistened in the late afternoon sun. I’d loved this in its previous incarnation at the MCA, but it’s truly spectacular here, where it can catch and reflect the outdoor light. I feel blessed to have had a second chance to see it…

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The piece wraps all the way around the corner…

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Pete liked the way the mirrored disks caught the silhouette of the large maple tree…

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After lingering for a while to watch the light moving over the shiny dots, we wandered up to Redfern Station and caught the express train home. And when we arrived, it was just about time to pull the curry out of the oven…

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It was a glorious way to spend an afternoon in Sydney!

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We’ve had a busy week!

On Tuesday, Mum and I discovered the Viet Hoa Fish Market in Flemington (now Homebush West). Everything was gloriously fresh – there were live abalone, mud crabs, spanner crabs, lobsters, mussels, pippis, barramundi and trout, as well as a wide selection of bright eyed, clean smelling fish.

I came home with three flatheads (which they kindly filleted for me) and two salmon heads. The salmon went into the freezer and the bones and skin from the flatheads were turned into stock…

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That night, we coated the fillets in sourdough breadcrumbs and deep-fried them. They were served with oven baked potatoes, homemade avocado oil mayo, sourdough bread baked that morning, and a 1997 McGuigan’s Hunter Valley semillon.

Big Boy and Small Man are thoroughly enjoying the old wines from our cellar, and this was one of those perfect moments shared with the people I love most in the world…

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The following day, I stopped by Southern Cross Supplies to pick up some nuts and noticed this damaged bag of bakers flour on the clearance pallet. At $10 for 25kg, it was impossible to pass up the bargain. There was a slight tear on the top, but the flour was fresh (expiry date of 2017) and I was happy to save it from being thrown out…

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The Perfection Bakers Flour is actually Allied Mills’ higher protein blend. It produced a pair of magnificent loaves…

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On Thursday, Pete and I caught the ferry from Drummoyne Wharf to Cockatoo Island to visit the Biennale of Sydney’s Embassy of the Real. If you’re in the Inner West, don’t make the mistake we’ve always made of catching the ferry from Circular Quay to the island. At Drummoyne, there’s lots of free street parking, and the trip takes less than five minutes (thanks for the tip, Diana!)…

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Even when there’s nothing on, Cockatoo Island is always a wonderful place to visit…

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Starting life as a penal colony in the 1800s, the island was home to the longest running Australian shipyard from 1857 to 1991. Remnants of its nautical history are everywhere…

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There are twenty-one Biennale exhibits at Cockatoo Island. Here are three that we loved…

Willing to be Vulnerable (2015 – 2016) by Korean artist Lee Bul is spectacular and glorious and humungous, filling the entire 1640m² industrial space with carnival themed pieces. I’m sure the artist had a deeper message to convey with her work, but I just found the whole installation joyous and immersive. Being able to see this one artwork made the trip to Cockatoo Island worthwhile…

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A photo taken from under the huge mylar blimp. It’s hard to convey the scale of this installation!

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Nowhere and Everywhere at the Same Time, No. 2. (2013) by choreographer William Forsythe is a large room filled with swinging pendulums. The plumb bobs on the end of long wires move to a predetermined pattern that repeats in a forty minute cycle. The spectator is invited to move through the pendulums without touching them – thereby “dancing” to a routine “choreographed” by Forsythe. Here is my Pete as art…

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Six Women (2013 – 2016) by English artist Bharti Kher is a series of life-sized sculptures cast from real women in the artist’s New Delhi studio…

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On the way home from Cockatoo Island, we met up with our friends Juan and Olivia of Time Flies Designs to see their new rings. They’re seriously cool – Juan is 3D printing the bands from mixed materials, combining plastics with metals and cement…

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I felt privileged to be able to sit with the designers in a coffee shop and discuss their art! They had just one ring with a band made from cast raw aluminium. It slipped onto my finger like silk and stayed there. If you’re interested, visit Times Flies Designs at Paddington Markets on Saturdays, and please say hi for me…

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Finally, at 5am on Friday morning, I crawled out of bed early to chat with Nick of Country Meats Direct who was dropping off our latest delivery. We were delighted with the Ajani pasture raised pork we bought from them last month, so we placed another order for May. A full half pig is a lot of meat!

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The Ajani Pork is delicious, and a bit leaner than other pork, which I find oddly comforting. I’d expect an animal who gets to run around outside all day to have less fat. It’s been a dream to cook with – here’s our favourite oven-baked meal of loin chops with potatoes and pears (it’s an old Jamie Oliver recipe)…

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Lovely Nick of Country Meats Direct and I had a great chat about sourdough bread. I gave him some starter and a bit of my bargain bakers flour, and he insisted on giving me an extra bag of sausages! So I passed some of the bangers to our English friend Will, who cooked them up for dinner last night, then complained when he had to share with his kids.

We turned six sausages into dinner, combined with pasta, garlic and broccoli raab from the garden…

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It’s truly been a great week! Wishing you all a happy, fun-filled weekend! ♥

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Dried Bread

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I’ve been baking like a crazy woman lately.

I enjoy the process enormously (obviously!) and it’s a very affordable form of therapy – four kilos of sourdough costs me just $2 in flour. There’s always plenty to share – for example, of the batch above, the loaves and most of the focaccia went to Mum’s neighbours.

No matter how much I give away though, there always seems to be old bread leftover in our kitchen. Lovely Clare asked me recently what I did with it all. The answer is that most of it gets dried – my boys have a great love for “crunchy bread” and snack on it like crisps.

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My drying procedure is to slice up stale sourdough and bake it on parchment-lined trays in a 100C oven (non fan forced) for two to three hours. Often I’ll set the timer and go to bed, and Big Boy will turn the heat off for me when it’s ready. The bread then stays in the oven until the following morning. And in case you’re wondering, my electrical engineer husband assures me that this is quite an economical use of the oven (particularly in winter, when it helps to heat the kitchen and dining room as well).

The little baguette crisps are perfect for topping with paté or tapenade. Dried focaccia tends to taste fried because of the higher oil content, and both my sons find it irresistible. Any excess dried bread is blitzed in the food processor to form fine bread crumbs, which are then used to coat flathead fillets on fish and chip nights.

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Last night, a handful of the breadcrumbs went into meatballs – these were baked in a chipotle chilli and tomato sauce until tender, then sandwiched in sourdough baguettes with wilted spinach and provolone cheese. After assembling, the rolls were wrapped in foil and heated in the oven to melt the cheese and toast the baguettes. With the addition of another 1998 shiraz uncovered in the recent cellar tidy up, we feasted like royalty!

Dried bread is now as much a staple in our house as fresh sourdough. As long as the slices are bone dry, they’ll store for ages in airtight containers, providing a wonderful alternative to bought crackers. It’s also the perfect thing to make from failed bread experiments – I once made a whole container of nut flavoured crackers from a heavier than expected loaf of walnut bread. It was the perfect accompaniment to cheese.

Best of all, I can continue to bake like a crazy women, knowing that none of the bread will ever get wasted!

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Our weekend began with hotdogs and small children.

On Thursday, I received a bulk order of magnificent pasture raised Ajani Pork from Country Meats Direct. This is the first time I’ve bought from Ajani, though I’ve since had a wonderful sms conversation with owner Rose. It’s a joy to find folks who are deeply committed to the welfare of their stock…

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We decided to try the sausages on Friday night. I whipped up a batch of poorly but enthusiastically shaped faux brioche rolls

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We were joined by Will, young Tom and Not-A-Baby-Anymore Grace. Everyone cheerfully scoffed sausages in rolls smothered with tomato sauce (which, I’m told, counts as a vegetable).

Will was delighted – our Cornish friend has missed his English-style pork bangers…

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Before going to bed that night, I mixed up a four kilo batch of sourdough in my large plastic tub. For those who are interested, the formula was 600g active starter (166% hydration), 500g remilled semolina flour, 1500g bakers flour, 1350g water, 36g fine sea salt…

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The dough was folded twice before I went to bed, and once more when I got up to pee at 2.45am. That’s not an integral part of the process, by the way.

This is what it looked like at 6am on Saturday morning…

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I baked the dough into four loaves and gave away three of them…weekend bread is made for sharing…

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By 9.30am, I was at Eveleigh Markets and overjoyed to have scored a parking spot right outside the front door!

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I came home with an assortment of treasures, including a magnificent pasture raised Burrawong Gaian chook, watercress and olives from the Darling Mills stand, and a mixed bag from the lovely lads at Margin Mushrooms

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At lunch time, our friends Kevin and Carol popped by to pick up a loaf of sourdough. They hadn’t eaten, so we all sat down to leftover japchae noodles. Spending time with old friends is a weekend bonus!

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That night, Pete turned the chicken, mushrooms and a few of the olives into this sublime, non-traditional coq au vin. A third of a bottle of Ashton Hills 2000 pinot went in (winemaker Stephen George is a genius – what other Aussie pinot is even drinkable let alone sensational at sixteen years old?)…

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On Saturday evening, I made another four kilo batch of sourdough. All mixed by hand. Scrunching everything together in the large tub is incredibly therapeutic…

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The dough which greeted me this morning (Sunday) was even bouncier than the previous one…

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I shaped up and baked four more loaves, experimenting with decorative slashing along the way. The two long loaves went to neighbours…

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I met my beloved mum for coffee after lunch and passed one of the round loaves to her. She’s not a fan of sourdough and I’m working hard to convert her! I took this video to show her why Pete is convinced that our bread is better than the supermarket varieties.

If you squish a slice of white sandwich bread, it compresses to paper thin. Whereas our sourdough will bounce back…(the jungle drums in the background are coming from the dishwasher)…

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I was sitting in the kitchen today, marveling at the fact that after nine years, I’m still experimenting with sourdough and enjoying it so much. Linda wrote a bit about this today, and I couldn’t agree with her more – baking bread has never felt like a chore to me. Even when life is hectic, there always seems to be time for sourdough. In fact, at those times, the bread making seems more important than ever, because it brings a sense of rhythm and routine – a panacea for the angst that comes with crazy busy-ness…

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 I hope you’ve all had as much fun this weekend as we have!

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