May all your mirrors be magic and all your dreams come true.
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December 2009
In our family one of the must have foods at any celebration is a cheesecake. The recipe is Mum’s and over the years I have made this lemon cheesecake my signature dessert.
I normally use a packet of biscuits as the base but now that Amy has Coeliacs I needed to make a gluten free base. So I simply adapted a basic biscuit recipe and made a baked crust instead.I was thrilled with the results.
I didn’t really follow a recipe for this biscuit mix I just flew by the seat of my pants and unlike the hommous disaster this worked out really well.
Cream 4 tablespoons of butter with a 1/2 a cup of sugar, add a few drops of vanilla essence and then beat in an egg. Then slowly add a 1 and a 1/2 cups of flour to the mix.(I mixed together equal parts gluten free plain flour with almond meal) keep on slowly beating in the flour until it is well mixed. This makes a soft dough.
I spread the mix, which was quite sticky onto the base and up the sides a bit of my spring form cake pan. I then baked it in a hot oven until it went not quite golden brown. I had a bit left over so I put dessertspoon sized blobs onto a baking tray squished a hole in the centre with my thumb, plonked some jam into the hole and baked them for about 12 minutes or until they were golden brown. These were really yummy little jam drops and I am pleased that I have found an easy, gluten free biscuit recipe to cook with Amy when she comes to visit.
Now back to the cheesecake. Here are the ingredients.
1 block of philadelphia cream cheese (250 g), 1 cup of sugar. 1 can of carnation milk, 1 packet of lemon jelly, 1 tsp of gelatine powder. 1 fresh lemon.
Put the carnation milk in the fridge the night before as it needs to be really cold.
Before you start put a large mixing bowl in the freezer to chill down.
Add one teaspoon of gelatine powder to a packet of lemon jelly crystals, stir well. Then add one cup of boiling water to the jelly, mix well and put it aside to cool down.
Soften the cream cheese in the microwave for 30 seconds. Add one cup of sugar to the cream cheese and beat to a smooth consistency. I also add the zest from one lemon to make it a bit zingy.
Now quickly put the cold carnation milk into the chilled bowl and beat until peaks will almost stand up by themselves.
Add the philly cheese mix and beat on slow
Add the jelly mix and beat on slow for a minute. Then finish mixing by hand.
Pour it into the cake pan and pop into the fridge to set overnight.
If you like a really lemony cheesecake you can add the juice of a lemon to the cup of boiling water before you make the jelly.
There you go. Enjoy. Any questions just ask me in the comments and I will answer them.
*Make sure the baked biscuit base is cool to the touch before you put the cheesecake mix into the pan.
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I don’t read that many American blogs but the ones that I do read I love to bits. My most recent discovery is Kristin, who is an entertaining writer, obsessed with her flag widget and occasionally gives her children sugar donuts for breakfast. What is not to love?
My all time favourite American blogger though is Jenny the bloggess. I lurk over at the bloggess giggling my head off at her writing. I very rarely comment because she receives hundreds of comments and by the time I get there, there is nothing left to say.
This post made me giggle my head off and this post made me leap out of lurkerdom and request a James Garfield card too.
This arrived in the mail the other day.
Look at the smiley face of James Garfield there, what an impressive boar he must of been.
So once I had stopped skipping around the house giggling like a loon and clutching my James Garfield card to my chest. I decided that James Garfield needed a knighthood.
I dug out a spare sword I had kept, just in case I needed to bestow a knighthood on anyone and I dubbed thee Sir James Garfield, Lord of the Stye.
Just in case you are wondering. I am definitely qualified to bestow this honour on James Garfield because I am good friends with a queen and he said go for it,be my proxy. So Jenny if you are reading this the paperwork is in the mail.
On a whim I decided to go and show my little piggies the recently knighted Sir James Garfield, Lord of the Stye.
From their reaction you would have thought that a rockstar had come to visit. There was much piggy squealing and snorting and in amongst the grunts of delight I gathered that Sir James would have been well pleased with his knighthood had he been around to actually enjoy it.
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I am a regular reader of the Tasmanian Times. Sometimes the reading is difficult. I have lifted this with permission straight from the Tasmanian times.
Mungo MacCallum Quarterly Essay, Australian Story, Kevin Rudd and the Lucky Country
Clancy from the other side.
He was poisoning the water when he chanced upon a slaughter
So he joined in patriotically to massacre and rape
And he sees the vision splendid of the native problem ended
And a land made safe for cattle from Tasmania to the Cape
In my genocidal fancy visions come to me of Clancy
With a gin across his saddle and her children in pursuit;
As he leaves behind their crying he tots up the dead and dying
And he calculates his bounty and gets ready for a root.
With commendable persistence Clancy follows the resistance
And you’ll find him the rearguard with the priests and their Te
Deums.
While the troopers do the shooting Clancy rides behind them,
looting;
There’s tjuringas for collectors and some heads for the museums.
And when he meets a Jack, Clancy sometimes offers baccy,
And many other presents to improve the shining hour.
While his cobbers call him silly, he smiles and boils his billy
For there’s measles in the blanket rolls and strychnine in the flour.
And a firm but friendly parson thinks he’ll try a little arson
To exorcise the dreaming with his candle, book and bell;
His redeemer loudly praising, he sets all the gunyahs blazing
To civilise the heathen with a touch of Christian hell.
As he contemplates the scene he can remember Truganini
And Pemulwuy and Banelon and others of their kind
And on gentle summer breezes he can sense the new diseases
That will carry their descendants out of sight and out of mind.
And the sturdy stockhorse whinnies as he tramples piccaninnies
And the rider cracks his stockwhip at the ones who run away
And above the odd death rattle he can hear the lowing cattle
As the drover brings them into camp to end a perfect day.
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“Rudd would also acknowledge that there was another side to Clancy which Paterson does not mention. In spite of the poets assertion that no blood was shed in the pioneering days, actually quite a lot was; it’s just that very little of it was white man’s blood. For Paterson, Indigenous Australians were barely perceptible; if seen at all, they were lovable clowns, figures of fun, not part of the real narrative.”
Mungo MacCallum writing in the latest Quarterly Essay: HERE.
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Images of Tasmania is an artist run exhibition held annually in the Long Gallery. The participating artists have connections to the Tasmanian School of Art, some dating back to the 1950′s, whilst others are recent graduates and post-graduates.
Images of Tasmania is a celebration of the creativity and collaborative spirit of the Tasmanian arts community. The inclusion of 42 artists ensures a diverse range of art practices on exhibition, including painting, drawing, sculpture, mixed media, ceramics, glass, photography, jewellery and furniture design.
The ongoing development and refinement of “Images” has resulted in a strong and inspiring exhibition.
The 12th Images of Tasmania opens at 8 am on Saturday 19 December and runs until Thursday 31 December. Entry is free and opening hours are 10am – 6pm daily Long Gallery and Sidespace Gallery. We invite you to come along and enjoy this exciting and thought provoking exhibition.
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