Posts by Danielle
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I am torn from the contemplation of my own ovaries and their magical mediocratising powers to note that Ahnold has cut all state funding for domestic violence shelters in the state of California.
Rad.
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And Danielle? Instructions for making rolled oats pancakes? Pleeeeaaaase?
I just happen to have made some this morning (I can't imagine what inspired me) so:
1 egg
1 cup milk
2 tbsp vegetable oil
1/2 cup rolled oats
1/2 cup wholemeal flour
1 tbsp honey (although I used maple syrup as I was out of honey)
1 tbsp baking powder
1/2 tsp salt(If you feel particularly jazzy, you can also add a whole mashed banana to the batter.) Beat the egg, then add everything else one at a time and beat (I used my Kenwood Patisserie thingy), and cook the pancakes in the usual way.
It occurs to me that depending on your preference for oat texture and/or types of oats used, you might want to soak the oats in the milk beforehand. But I don't, usually.
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Gio, what about a combo of recently coined PAS phrases?
Felafel: I'm Blowing It Right Now
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You seem to have ruled out sauces and seasonings.
If I may clarify: he's ruled out sauces and seasonings *unless his wife makes them*. Unfortunately not all of us have a similarly exploitable member of the proletariat at home...
"Add the flour, salt, paprika and mushrooms, stir, and let it cook five minutes while you light a cigarette and stare sullenly at the sink."
Oh, that is awesome! I must find this book. (I recently ordered Amy Sedaris' entertaining guide I Like You, which I expect similarly great things from.)
I do love cooking, though. If our household had enough money for me to be Little Susie Homemaker, I'd probably create elaborate, marvellous meals twice a day for at least six months before getting sick of vacuuming and becoming addicted to Xanax. :)
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Something I'm hugely into: the rolled-oat pancake. Normal pancakes now hold little allure for me. Where is the texture?
I shouldn't have thought about this before breakfast. Damn.
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You know, I've been snarked at by The Self-Appointed Tedious Judgers of Things many times before, for these people are sadly legion, but being given the arse card for eating 'bourgeois porridge' is quite original. Kudos, Brickley!
(I am now mentally listing all the other foods I eat which are bourgeois, and those few which could conceivably be ideologically pure foods of the masses. Heh.)
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The mad butcher sells dahl?
The Mad Butcher sells a lot of weird shit man. I actually took a photo of the Mad Butcher-brand lollies. They seemed so incongruous.
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Bluff oysters
Remind me of Cadbury chocolate.
They do??
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I am an excellent cook. (I really am. It's one of my few talents.) But anyone giving me shit for my Hubbards Golden Sunrise porridge sachets? Can bite me. Like I need to wake up 15 minutes earlier to add linseeds and slivered almonds to my rolled oats, and then leave a grotty pot waiting for me at the end of the day. More time in bed is my priority, so the sachets win. I imagine most people are able to decide for themselves where the tradeoff line is drawn without being told they're in thrall to the global food industry.
New Zealand: I'm blowing it right now.
I think we should use this as the slogan for any number of products.
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Oh, balls.
Additionally, Craig, I really fuckin' hate that guy. So there's that. :)