Sunday baking (the non-edited bake)

Sunday, August 30, 2015

The last time I made this banana bread was with my friends' children- little fingers full of mashed bananas, flour everywhere and a delightfully disproportionate amount of chocolate chips added to the mix.  It was, as you would expect, shamelessly perfect.

Today on my own, substituting a pie pan for a recommended loaf pan and overbaking by a good few minutes (do people admit that on blogs?) (convention fan ovens always vary to a frustrating degree) it still managed to come out tasting pretty lovely albeit with a slightly drier topping.

Point being, this recipe is on-point even with the likes of me at the realm. The original is one that my friend makes weekly as written (we adore it and compliment her endlessly) but with my sweet tooth tendencies, chocolate chips and/or desiccated coconut usually end up in the bowl.

It's a good one to test out with banana-averse children, on your own or just as an excuse to use up those brown spattered bananas. A good faithful to have on hand.
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Elise’s Friend Heidi’s Friend Mrs. Hockmeyer’s Banana Bread, As Jacked Up by Deb
(from Smitten Kitchen, adapted from Simply Recipes)

3 to 4 ripe bananas, smashed
1/3 cup (75 grams) melted salted butter
3/4 to 1 cup (145 to 190 grams) light brown sugar (depending on the level of sweetness you prefer, I always use the smaller amount)
1 egg, beaten
1 teaspoon (5 ml) vanilla
1 tablespoon (15 ml) bourbon (optional)
1 teaspoon (5 grams) baking soda
Pinch of salt
1 teaspoon (3 grams) cinnamon
Up to 1/2 teaspoon (1) nutmeg
Pinch of ground cloves
1 1/2 cups (190 grams) flour

Preheat oven to 180 C.
In a bowl, add melted butter to bananas.
Mix in the sugar, egg, vanilla and bourbon (if using) and then the spices.
Add in baking soda and salt.  Mix.
Blend in flour last.
Pour mixture into 4x8 buttered loaf pan.
Bake for 45-50 minutes depending on your oven (!) or until a tester comes out clean.
Allow to cool. Slice and be merry!

Petrichor

Saturday, August 29, 2015

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Petrichor denotes the pleasant smell after rain.  After the mixed weather today in Dublin with no brolly in hand (Murphy's law!), ducking in and out of shops and under hooded canopies for shelter yet still. getting. soaked. reminded me of the time in Oxford, England where that word just made perfect sense (sans the soaking sweater and jeans bit).

A visual and scented postcard of sorts.

ps. A different sort of visual postcard of rain-this demo

About your anchor

Thursday, August 27, 2015

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Firas jokingly calls me the support hotline for our friends- full of cheesy one-liners, mantras and weighted advice for those close to me.  As a person who wears her heart on her sleeve and has an embarrassing collection of quotes or book pages bookmarked or pinned, it sort of naturally comes with the territory.

When I was younger I had a friend, Jason (much smarter than his years) who would rather stoically give me the best advice.  Always a blanket statement that had enough scope for interpretation but aptly specific enough to hit a chord.  He would repeat it to me constantly in the midst of teen angst, frustrating circumstances, growing pains- I used to dislike it to an umpteenth degree.

What I now realise is that he was teaching me about creating an anchor.  A statement, a thought, an idea that took emotion out of a situation and inserted logic instead.  Very similar to focusing on an object while practicing yoga or returning to a pre-set protocol in work.  Something that would allow you to come back to a singular point of focus amongst the waywardness to help move you forward.

It's helped me so much and it's something that I realise I tell friends in conversations now too.  (Funny feeling that Jason is reading this and smiling).

Mine today: Nothing will make you feel better except doing the work. I hope creating your own anchoring statement or idea helps you along too. Let's go be amazing, friends.

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

One doesn't stop seeing. One doesn't stop framing. It doesn't turn off and turn on. It's on all the time. 

Annie Leibovitz

A feat of Clay

DSC_0148 (1) Stephen Pearce lives in Shanagarry, Cork but has travelled the world.  And after meeting him and reading his autobiography, it is entirely possible that he has more creative vision and inspiration in his little finger than most (not an understatement).

So grateful to have spent a day with him in the Pottery to see it all (and have a delicious shakshuka for lunch in his cafe)- these products are loved by so many and with very good reason.
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I wrote a little piece in the current issue of Image Interiors and Living about it if you'd like to see and read more! This blogging world is a funny one but the best part of it has always been the people it has introduced in its path.

Adore this

Monday, August 24, 2015

Every now and again, this sort of design illustration pops up on Pinterest and goes straight to my favourites.  From this very talented lady

Behind the scenes | Kinfolk in Dublin

Tuesday, August 18, 2015

DSC_0227 IMG_1284 IMG_1290 IMG_1555 Earlier this year, the first Kinfolk event in Dublin happened quietly in Stoneybatter.  Sharing a meal together with twenty-six like minded individuals in a brick walled warehouse was just a reminder that true escapism can occur right within your own city.

It was the sort of intentional occasion that makes you wonder why this sort of thing doesn't happen every week. The second Kinfolk dinner that I had the opportunity to photograph (the first one in London) and another chance to work with such a talented group of people.

Ciara just did a beautiful post about it all here!

Background vs Foreground

Monday, August 17, 2015

DSC_0432 Because every once in a while it's worth putting your camera on timer and inserting yourself in the photograph.

For those days when something happens and reminds you of that gloriously comforting thing your friend said to you on a balcony one late summer evening.
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Memories with one of my favourites.

A bump around the corner

Thursday, August 13, 2015

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The best part of growing together as friends- seeing their dreams become a reality. And after seeing this little lady's silhouette bopping around town today, October cannot come fast enough.

I adore the bits off you mama-to-be!

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