Sunday, May 01, 2016

Smells and Rills

It is a lovely day in Bersted.

The bifold doors of the Orangery are wide open and the sun is streaming in. The pump is circulating the water in the rill and the little blade/cascade is providing a background sound of gently falling water. Idyllic.

After the morning football (the Gorse Fox was, at best, average) he felt that something creative was needed. He called upon Delia and decided that some rock cakes would be nice. Now, there are several things that the Gorse Fox should explain. Firstly, he has never "baked" before. Secondly, he has an almost pathological aversion to getting his hands dirty.

It was time to man-up.

Ingredients were duly measured and mixed. The electric mixer came into its own. The Gorse Fox could avoid mucky hands by using the technology. A few minutes later his "dough" was more the consistency of cement.

There was only one thing for it. Mixture was transferred to a bowl. The Gorse Fox plunged in. Finally, portions were put on a baking tray and put in the oven. A wonderful smell permeated the kitchen.

The Gorse Fox has just taken the rock cakes out of the oven and is allowing them to cool. His skills with landscape design may be more appropriate than baking. The rock cakes are big enough to build an impressive rockery (and probably include a water feature).

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