Today was bread baking day, and I kneaded my dough first thing after my cuppa after getting out of my warm bed. It is very cold at the moment, and the wind was blowing icicles against my window when I woke up, so I just snuggled in deep under my duvet, and dreamt about the best things happening in my life nowadays. But, life being quite unfair to us sometimes, I was whacked out of my state of half conciencness by loud knocking on my front door, so I fell out of bed, giving a few not to nice ladylike snorts and so so on, and made my way up the steep steps to my sittingroom.
It was Bush, wanting the scathe and fork, as he was going to weed the little onion seedlings that was coming on nicely. I find onions very hardy, as that wee seedlings just shake of the frost, and keep on growing, and that while a lot of my big shrubs have been totally ruined! The frost this year is quite heavy, and even my Fuschias and other flowers that I covered every night were just dried-up skeletons, and I hope that they would grow back.
As this is the time when the apples are harvested, I had an abundance of the wonderful stuff, and my freezer is already full of cooked apples, enough to last me through the next  months until the next season. I have found a wonderful way of using the cooked apples, and as I don't put sugar with, I can have a pud every night. This is what I do: Using a piece of puff pastry, about as long as my baking tray, and wide enough to put a good helping of apple in, is what I do. The apple is put lengthwise onto the pastry, which is then folded over, like on my foto, and baked until the pastry is nice and golden. Then I make a nice caramel sauce, and when the pastry is done, I prick it, and pour the sauce over. Delicious with custard or icecream, and very easy!
On my baking day I also have pizza. I save a piece of dough, and when my bread are all done, I bake the pizza, and it is so so nice! As I live so far from a town, take-aways are something I only dream about! Sometimes I would get an overwhelming craving for a Steers burger, or some Kentucky, but with no hope of getting it, I have invented quite a few nice recipies, not with quite the same lure as a take-away, but nevertheless, I try! I think just the idea that I can't get it, makes me want it more than I really lust after it!