My Furry Assistant . . .

. . . Anything ring shaped and he throws it over his head - what's he like? I adore him - it's his birthday next month; and the third Weimaraner I've owned - really lovely dogs; and like I said - he's my 'furry assistant' . . . His Grandma bought him the toy lifebuoy BTW . . .

I'm at Miniatura in less than two weeks, so you may not hear from me for a little while - "what's new?" I hear you say LoL! Enjoy St. Paddy's Day! and, remember - 'Never iron a four leaf clover, because you don't want to push your luck' . . . author unknown {:O)

Pancake Day's Long Gone - Easter's On Its' Way . . . !?!

Yes, I did make pancakes on Shrove Tuesday; and here's the proof - I had given myself a treat of a 'proper' crepe pan; and it cooks them to a treat! Scrummy . . . yep, I know I havebn't been around of late, but I have a show (at the risk of repeating myself from the 'other blog') you'll already know that {:O)

How can Easter be so close?!

Where Did The Snow Go . . . ?

I guess it's OK to post a snow pic now, seeing as we're all over it LoL! Personally I LOVE it, but England doesn't seem to cope well with snow at all! Unbelievable really, this day and age . . .

This was the first fall we had, mid December . . . then it got worse!

Have You Seen The Muffin Man . . . Or Woman . . . ?

I know, I've been away aaaaaages; and I'm sorry, but short of repeating what I said in my 'mini blog' - well, I'm here now {:O)

I've taken to the odd spot of home baking now and then; and thought you might like to see one of the Apple & Cinnamon Muffins I made . . . which were deeelish BTW; and I also made some cinnamon butter to accompany them . . . quick zap in the micro with the the muffin to warm it through, a goodly dollop of the cinnamon butter - and voila! The butter melts into the muffin . . . instant gratification of the tatsebuds . . . scrummy!

Do you like the little platter? It's a saucer really, didn't want to juggle a tea plate down from the cupboard. It's part of an antique tea service that's been passed down through the family; and as I seemed to be the only one who liked it - yes - it came to me . . . the cups have a red interior and each setting has different coloured polka dots! So twee . . . anyhow, here's the muffin . . . tadaaaah!

Shrove Tuesday next week . . . pancakes!!!

. . . If You Go Down To The Woods Today . . .

. . . I sure was in for a surprise (do you know that song?) Anyhow, here's one I picked earlier LoL! Penny Bun . . . (Birch Bolete Mushroom?) I think that's what they're called, supposedly edible - but would one really want to eat a mushroom that size - you'd gag surely  . . . I'm not responsible for the image - I'm the one holding the mushroom, found in the fields/woods at the end of or our road during late summer - couldn't get over the size!!! No, I didn't cook it - it went in the dustbin . . .

Now, I know I said I wouldn't meantion miniatures - but I just HAVE to make some of these now don't I?

Ostrich Burger . . .

Now many of you may or may not know, that I don't eat 'red meat' . . . so, my husband decided (seeing as I will eat poultry), to serve me up a freshly cooked Ostrich Burger !?! Darn big poultry LoL!

Well, I broke off the tiniest piece; and to tell the truth it wasn't that bad! Bit 'strong' on the flavour, but not wildy overpowering; and slighty 'gamey' to say the least. It was just the thought of eating the poor bird that got to me . . .

Anyhow, I tried and ate and enjoyed! Here it is . . .

Bon Apetit !

Banana Cup Cakes With Chocolate Frosting . . . Yummeeee !

Now my long suffering husband always says it would be nice to see some real food come out of an oven that I made, instead of polymer clay food LoL! Well, I think I excelled myself slightly and made some Cup Cakes! They really are deeeelisshhh! What do you mean, haven't you eaten them all? They're really rich and I made a bit too many, the dog was only allowed one . . . I should've photographed them really; and I will! But here's what I wished they'd looked like - I 'googled' chocolate frosted cupcake . . . promise to photograph mine, but in turn you have to promise not to laugh {:OD