Thursday, 30 August 2012

Hokey Pokey Cheesecake ... anyone?

I need to share with you the details of these amazing mini cheesecakes.  A winning combination of honeycomb, chocolate and jersey caramels all smooshed into a cream cheese, condensed milk combo.

My oh my.
Jess found the recipe in a Junior Masterchef cookbook and we altered quantities to make twelve muffin-sized cheesecakes.

Here's the recipe:

225g Butternut Snap biscuits, crushed
90g Butter, melted.

225g Jersey Caramels
500g Cream Cheese
270ml (1 1/8 cup) Condensed Milk
3 x 50 g Violet Crumble Bars, chopped


1.  Grease 12 holes of a muffin pan.  Cut 24 x 2cm-wide strips of baking paper long enough to extend beyond the rim of the holes, then place 2 in each hole to form a cross (these will act as handles to lift the cheesecakes out).

2.  Combine crushed biscuits and melted butter.  Divide mixture among the muffin holes and, using a small glass, press down firmly to compact.

3.  To make the filling, place caramels in a heatproof bowl over a small saucepan of simmering water and stir until melted.  Using an electric mixer, beat cream cheese and condensed milk until smooth.  Using a large spoon, gently fold in Violet Crumble, then the caramel, to create a swirled effect.  Divide the mixture among the prepared muffin holes.  Refrigerate 3 hours or until firm.

Due to excessive calorie density, eating in moderation would be best advised.

Tuesday, 28 August 2012

Bottle Tree Babies & Birdlife

This morning saw a tearful farewell to Grandi after a three day visit that passed far too quickly.  Unfortunately we catch up only twice a year, a very long gap for youngsters (and oldsters) who enjoy her company greatly.  There's already talk of a visit closer to Christmas.

Yesterday we fit in a quick trip to Bottle Tree, allowing for a lap around the paddocks and picking up the truck, needed back here for the moment.

New babies greeted us at every turn.

Just like an ad for washing detergent,

we had a selection of colourful coloureds

and brighter whites.

This dainty little tyke barely knee-high to his protective mama.

A myriad of wildlife seemed to have invaded the stud paddock dam.

As well as the horses enjoying some water-grasses,

there was a selection of bird-life on display.

Four pelicans

and a black swan painting a beautiful picture.  Nineteen millimetres of rain was tipped from the guage (twelve here at home), resulting from the first early storm of the season Sunday night.  A beautiful early start to Spring.

Saturday, 25 August 2012

Just Add Sprinkles

If I'd anticipated the level of interest in the Rainbow Cake, I'd have perhaps put a little more effort into the icing.

Unfortunately (or not), it was iced and back in the cold room before I started reading the comments on my last post.  But of course 'tis not the icing that doth maketh the rainbow cake.

And this special eight year old lass had no idea what lay within this exceptionally tall cake.

Oh my.

What's not to love.
Full credit to one of my favourite bloggers for her detailed instructions.

Sally is so very lucky to have her Grandi up visiting for her birthday.  Armed with treats she arrived off the train last night, after youngsters here have been counting sleeps for many days.

I've been trying to recall memories today of being eight.

I can't really.

And hopefully that means Sally will have memories of Rainbow Cake,

a beige cockatiel named Charlie,

a set of timber cattle yards, and a visit from Grandi.

And not the fact that Mum and Dad spent most of the day at the yards needling heifers for Botulism and Lepto.

Late afternoon in decidedly Spring conditions was spent trampolining

under the watchful eye of Mama Pig.

Fred meanwhile,

found the whole day rather exhausting.

Stay tuned tomorrow for tales of the greatest taste sensation to pass our lips since smoko's Rainbow Cake ...

Dessert's Hokey Pokey Miniature Cheesecakes.
Oh my.
The creamy decadence of cheesecake, combined with the fresh crunch of honeycomb and soft chewiness of caramel.
Keep running Mama, keep running.

Friday, 24 August 2012


We've a birthday in this house tomorrow.

Guess what cake we're having.

Stay tuned.

Tuesday, 21 August 2012

Safety First

I cleaned the shed today.
House-avoidance one could call it I guess.

Nothing was spared.  In Matthew's absence I filled the ute and a trailer with 'stuff' that I don't intend moving to Bottle Tree.

Part of the bycatch included some old baby paraphernalia long ago stored on a top shelf.  This pram served us well for all four babies, now destined for other pursuits.

Don't be concerned about the children's facial expressions ... they obviously realised the dangers of their actions and were fully prepared with mouthguards in place.

Obviously their mother's safety warnings are paying off.

Too Little Time

Sometimes days become weeks quicker than time allows for documenting them.
With Matthew clocking up in excess of 30,000 k's on his new car in the past couple of months, we seem to have just enough time on weekends for him to leave us with the following week's instructions before he heads down the road again.  With irrigating and fencing taking up much of last week, as well as a day's preg-testing (not difficult when most were springing), some fighting bulls to contend with, a sick pigalet (who didn't make it), a computer break-down and rats auditioning for cirque-du-soleil in the ceiling, it was a week I was glad to see end.

It began and ended with trips to Bottle Tree.

These little darlings popping up everywhere.

The kids moved fifty cows onto Grandad's mountain.

Dad providing ample instruction,

giving each rider a position,

pointing out potential trouble-spots,

and running over Mother's list of safety concerns.

Of course with an average age of 10, there was really nothing they didn't already know!
Cows enjoyed some fresh feed and barely lifted their heads the entire trip, making an easy ride for the youngsters.

This week I need to clean the house before a special visitor arrives at the end of the week.  Unfortunately that wasn't mentioned when my list of "if you're looking for something to do" jobs were handed over.  Sorry Grandi, you may have to take it as you find it!  See you soon.

Thursday, 9 August 2012

But I Wasn't Looking

When your husband starts a conversation with "If you're looking for something to do...", rest assured it isn't because he's booked you a foot massage or a manicure.

Last week it was cutting hay, this week it's fencing.

But as a prelude to the fencing there's a couple of days of lantana spraying to be done along the line.

The funny thing is, I wasn't actually looking for anything to do at all.

Sunday, 5 August 2012

And then it was Sunday

Fortunately for all,

Wallace fuelled the troops

with fruit kebabs

before the afternoon's hay collection commenced.

Dad thought there'd only be about one hundred and twenty bales.

Alas, he under-estimated.

And yes, those pesky heifers shouldn't be in there.  Who left the gate open???

Three hundred and four bales later,

and with the sun falling rapidly in the west,

the fruit kebabs were well and truly digested and all were ready for a Sunday night steak burger.


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