June and July went by so quickly, I am still wondering where I was..I fell and broke my leg 2 weeks ago, so my moving about is somewhat restricted, especially here in the barn and on the rugged terrain of Coin Perdu. The crutches drive me nuts, but they are my best friends at the moment. At least my biceps are now something to look at. I’m not doing a lot of cooking, if any and it is only the most easiest of cooking – a handful of tomatoes from the potager on the plate with the salt and pepper pots beside it. A bowl of peaches. Half a chicken done by mon chéri on the barbecue. A tub of ice cream. A slab of Lindt fleur de sel chocolate.Lots of water to prevent the leg from swelling. More chocolate and ice cream. Macarons. Don’t you think I am a good girl for eating so healthy?
WARNING: This is a fairly long post! I am also adding my Facebook page if you would like to follow and my instagram account as well as Lindiwe, our german shepherddog’s account.
- Facebook page: Café des artistes
- Instagram: Ronellesatelier
- Lindiwe’s instagram: shepherddog_lindiwe
In the meantime, the garden is running out from under my hands. Our summer has been very hot up to now and very dry and the garden is showing signs of fatigue without water and my loving care. It is big holiday time and France has come to its summer standstill. No one is available for helping in the garden. But it was nonetheless so beautiful before the drought took over and I thought I’d share it with you, since I can’t really show you my plate of tomatoes with salt and pepper or half a chicken on my plate…even though it was as goo..ood!
June/July 2015 it started off lush and green in May, everything was flowering beautifully, newly planted lavenders santolinas…
..even when the pool was being built, it looked…OK
iceberg roses, feverfew,, salvia nemerosas to name but a few
On the terrace with Partia, purple oxalys, herbs..
..My beloved olde world flower, the hollyhocks, a lost sunflower that sprouted from the birds’ winterseeds and even dried roses..
..new additions to the family are the two babygees, who mon chéri calls Hansie & Grietjie, some cute chicks and Lindiwe, our german sheperd dog, who has her own instagram account, should you be interested in following!
And of course hours spent around the table..our favorite pastime, you could say.
I love tomatoes baked to a confit in the oven. I also love dessert. So serving tomatoes as a dessert is nothing strange A creamy faisselle (quark/cottage cheese) locally made, some cherry tomatoes drizzled liberally with honey, sprinkled with chopped fresh mint and roasted in the oven to caramelize, is a perfect cheese/dessert to round off a meal. I added in season cherries to add some seasonal spirit. It is a recipe with so many variations. I hope you’ll play around with it and come up with combinations that you love.
- Use enough cherry tomatoes, because it shrinks away a lot during the roasting process.
- Use maple syrup instead of honey.
- Add other red berries of your choice instead of cherries.
- Serve the roasted tomatoes with a thick creamy yoghurt instead of the faisselle(quark/cottage cheese).
- Serve the tomatoes in a little bowl on a cheese platter with an assortment of cheese for a buffet.
Turning 30 is a big occasion. Our eldest turned 30 this month and she had her friends from Toulouse come to Coin Perdu to celebrate. She wanted this chocolate cake which we have been baking for years in our home. Really a deliciously decadent cake and so easy and quick. I found it years ago in Annette Human’s Winning recipes 3. It is from Renie Conradie who got it from her husbands stepmother, grandma Polly. Well, there you go.. a recipe that withstood generations of baking and is still going strong.
Pincée de fleur de sel:
- Baking the cake at 170 °C will prevent the cake from cracking and rising to a point in the middle.
- Gently hit the the bottom of the cake pan on the table surface to get rid of air bubbles.
- Add 1 tsp extra cacao to the cake mixture for a darker cake.
- Serve with whipped cream or ice cream or créme fraìche.
- The cake becomes tastier the longer it stands.
In his speech mon chéri said he remembered the day he turned 30 years ago.. He thought he was old then. With our first daughter turning 30, he wondered how he should feel now. the nice thing about having children turning 30, is that we felt 30 again too, being in the company of all the “20’s-going-on-30’s” and all the “30-something’s” for a whole weekend,
Preparations were done on Saturday by everyone for a rustic-shabby-chic evening, which lasted until Sunday morning at 4. I was just about to call the police to complain about the “kids” keeping me awake, when the last one crawled into the barn and a faintly familiar silence fell over Coin Perdu. It lasted only few hours before the first morning coffee announced the next chapter of busyness
..Some British Pimms..
..the apero table..
..friends starting arriving..
..1, 2, 3 et voilà!..
..oh dear…a little too much muscle!..
..joghurt marinated legs of lamb..
..preparing the buffet table..
..fire and food..
..old fashioned coke..
..always a fire..
..a chandelier in the walnut tree for some romance..
The day after the night before always starts in slow motion. Crawling out of tents, coffee with brioche, and a shower finally opens up heavy eyelids. so much so that a rugby ball can be thrown about by the brave, others go for walks and pick wildflowers(which would find their way onto my dressing table, since it was mother’s day), some just hang around in a deep chair, and the real brave ones get onto a horse. Finally everyone gathers to fill stomachs on leftovers, tent pens are pulled out, cars wave goodbye and the sun sets on a 30th birthday. Long may she live to remember this year!