Wordless Wednesday – Pheasant Glen Loop

Tuesday’s hike:

Screen shot from the AllTrails app on my phone

Tuesday’s hikers:

Obligatory selfie, with Donna of Retirement Reflections
Beautiful forest paths
Delightfully spooky trees
This might be a moss called Stairstep (according to iNaturalist)
The trail featured many wooden paths over boggy areas
Looks a bit rickety but quite safe to walk on
This could be Cat’s Tail Moss or Witches’ Hair (according to iNaturalist) and I am here for either name!
Mists rising above the trees
Could be smoky polypore or turkey tail fungus. Take your pick!
Water droplets on rosehips (no need to consult iNaturalist for this one!)
Donna, nicely framed by mossy branches
The last of the snow from the late December/early January storms
Some nice person created a bench
So many moss-covered branches!
Obligatory tree bark closeup 😉
Apres hike chow-down! Tofu stir fry with noodles at Saigon Kitchen in Parksville. (Pardon the blurry shot, please)

Hope your January is going well!

Rock on,

The WB

What’s On Your Plate Blog Challenge – Bringing the Sexy Back to Fruitcake Edition

Ah, yes! That butt of a lot of Yuletide-themed jokes…the long suffering fruitcake. Gentle readers, you might have suspected that when Donna gifted me with the Canadian Living Christmas Book and I found the bonus mystery recipe stuck within its pages, that a seed had been planted within my wee brain. You see, I am one of those weirdos that actually likes fruitcake…IF it is well-made and aged. Don’t get me started on the crap fruitcake you can purchase at ye olde grocery emporium. It’s dry as dust and made with cheap ingredients – no wonder people don’t like fruitcake if that is what is being served!

I hadn’t made a fruitcake in probably…uh…decades. I haven’t let fear or rusty skills stop me in the kitchen thus far, so shortly after that blog post (and even before my poll closed) I was assembling my ingredients to make not one but two versions of fruitcake for the upcoming festive season – Violet Burke’s and the Canadian Living Christmas Book Light Orange Almond one.

Oh, and thanks for voting on my poll! 52% of you said I should GO FOR IT, when it came to attempting Violet’s recipe. Another 20% said make the Orange Almond; another 23% wanted further investigation into piecaken. And I think 100% were pissed that Black Forest Trifle was not a choice, amiright? 😉

Orange Almond fruit (and nuts) assembled, and ready to be soaked in Grand Marnier overnight prior to baking.
Violet Burke’s fruit mixed and ready to marinate in sherry overnight, prior to baking. (Violet’s recipe did not specify any booze but I FIXED THAT!)
Orange Almond fruitcakes out of the oven.
Violet Burke’s cakes out of the oven. Can I just say that my house smelled amazing for more than a day?

Since late November, I had been giving the cheesecloth-wrapped cakes generous lashings of the same booze I had soaked the fruit with, every couple of weeks. The results speak for themselves:

Violet Burke recipe on the left, and Orange Almond on the right – ready for testing (and voting!) I’d like to publicly thank the holly bush outside my balcony for contributing to the table decor.
Closeup of the Light Orange Almond fruitcake
Closeup of Violet Burke’s fruitcake
New Year’s Day “judging panel”, including Donna (renowned fruitcake hater critic) behind the camera. Once again, I am rocking the Canadian cashmere, just like Christmas Day (different plaid, though). Hmmmm, am I in a (lack of) fashion rut?
More festively-dressed Donna trying the Orange Almond cake. She liked it! After enjoying the New Year’s spread my daughter and I had laid out though, there was absolutely no room for a piece – no matter how small – of Violet’s cake. However…
…Donna was kind enough to send me this photo the next morning – proof she tried (and liked!) Violet’s cake too.

I thought both recipes turned out beautifully – moist and flavourful. However my favourite (and the favourite of the Esteemed Judging Panel) was the Light Orange Almond Cake. (Sorry, Violet!)

The orange almond cake is non-traditional in its citrusy flavour and light colour. The inclusion of the slivered almonds and almond extract in the batter adds a lovely nuttiness that I really appreciated. I think this makes it a great cake for “fruitcake haters and nonbelievers” to try. Both Donna and Richard liked it and said they would definitely eat it again if given the chance, and they also both profess not to like fruitcake. The rest of us already liked fruitcake in general, and we also preferred the light cake.

Violet’s cake was leaning more towards the traditional fruitcake/plum pudding in richness and the addition of the sherry certainly lent it that old-time English fruitcake taste, in my opinion. Definitely a great fruitcake, and definitely head and shoulders above anything store-bought. I think next time I would make it with brandy instead of sherry, and play around with some of the ingredients and add chopped nuts…maybe pecans?

Or maybe I will make Suzanne’s mother’s fruitcake recipe next year instead. Suzanne wrote a lovely blog post recently, in defense of the much maligned fruitcake.

I had so much fun reading your comments about my finding of the Violet Burke recipe. You are so imaginative and creative and some of you really should go into the sleuthing business! Who knew a fruitcake recipe found in a thrifted cookbook would generate such wonderful responses? Certainly, not I.

Blogger and real-life friend Janis was even inspired to write another one of her beautiful short stories; this time about Violet Burke and how her recipe ended up in the pages of the cookbook. You can find it on her blog here. I highly recommend reading it. You might want to have a tissue handy. 😉

Thank you, everyone – for making this ol’ blogger’s heart so happy!

Speaking of Violet’s recipe – here’s what it looks like, now (like a real recipe should):

Donna and I are trying something new this month, for WOYPBC, a linkup!

You are invited to the Inlinkz link party!

Click here to enter
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Fingers (and toes) crossed that it works well, and that people like this way of checking out each others’ WOYPBC posts. (If you don’t like it, it was Donna’s idea. If you do like it, it was our idea. Bwahahahaha!)

Of course, you are still more than welcome to let my co-host Donna or myself know what’s on your plate at your house, in the Comments of either Donna’s or my post (or both, if you are so inclined!). Please check out Donna’s January post, here!

Hope you all had a lovely holiday, if you celebrated. And all the best for a happy, healthy 2022!

Rock on,

The WB

Silent (Mostly, and Silly, Continually) Saturday – Christmas 2021

It snowed and we had a white Christmas. Apparently, the first one on this island since 2009!

Holly bush outside my balcony.
I made this Christmas tree for my mother many years ago. (Remember when ceramics was all the rage?) It’s mine now. I am happy I took a lot of care when painting it. Always give your parents well-made things because they will become yours eventually. 😉

My daughter and son-in-law came over for an early Christmas dinner. We looked at each other and thought we had accidentally coordinated well, in black, red and plaid. We thought it would be good opportunity to take a Christmas photo. Clearly I am we are not good at this.

Photo fail #1. Do not show the remote shutter in the photo. Also (another note to self), do not take photos when hair is still wet and unbrushed.
Photo fail #2 The one holding the remote shutter is not sure it is working.
Photo fail #3 And then we decided we really needed to try to get more of the snowy background, well…in the background.
Photo fail #4 Someone is distracted and not looking at the camera. Someone else is looking oddly and excitedly cheery. No, I was not drinking yet.
Photo fail #5 We decided to move out onto the balcony. Daughter decided husband’s hair needed some attention.
Photo fail #6 OK, this is really not working. Get it together, people.
Photo fail #7 We give up, almost.
Photo #8 Not a fail. Let’s quit while we are ahead, and eat!
Roasted Brussel sprouts with bacon and balsamic glaze. Mmmmmmmmmmm.
The glorious turkey of 2021. Soon to be expertly carved by the son-in-law.

Dessert this year was NOT A TRIFLE, Black Forest or otherwise.

A tiramisu was requested, which I had assembled a couple of days before.
I decided to finish it with a Dutch twist, instead of cocoa powder: dark chocolate hail. The tagline (in red above the words Jumbo Hagelslag) translates to “a party on your sandwich”. Yes, Dutch people put chocolate on their sandwiches. What a country! 😉
The final verdict was that it was no Widow Badass trifle, but it was tasty. Ignore the bloom on the hagelslag. Being a non-chocoholic, I can’t go through a box fast enough so why did I think it was a good idea to buy such a big box of the stuff? Beats me.
Postprandial food coma relaxation.

Hope you had a wonderful Christmas celebration, if you celebrate. I know I did.

Rock on,

The WB

Silent Sunday – Christmas Lights at Butchart Gardens

Unexpectedly beautiful day. Waiting for the Brentwood Bay ferry to take us across to the Saanich peninsula.
Nice views while passing the time.
Our tickets were for 3:45 so we explored the gift shop etc., until it got a little darker. This is me and Sarah (friend of my daughter’s – now also a friend of mine!) – under a beautiful tree. Pic of said tree in full dark coming a bit later on…
Immediately we were impressed by the sheer number of lights and the quality of the displays.
The theme was the 12 days of Christmas…and we saw the partridge in the pear tree first, natch.
Gorgeous projection on these trees.
Looking down into sunken garden.
Of course we brought along the trippy special viewing glasses from Milner Gardens. This is what the displays looked like with the Christmas Star ones.
In sunken garden. My son-in-law looking like a demon…LOL. Thanks, Sarah! 😉
Now, in his human form. With cute wife (I made her!) and the lovely Sarah. 🙂
And here is the lovely Sarah revealing revelling in her true form. Sigh…there’s always gotta be that one in every group…. 😉
5 golden rings
We were lucky not only with the weather, but that it was also the night of the full moon! Expect a lotta full moon photobombs…
Gorgeous lights AND the full moon!
Per the sign: clap or sing loudly to brighten/change the colours on this tree
That’s a lotta maids for milking only 1 animated cow!
I don’t remember “1 dragon spitting” in the song but I am sure it is in there somewhere 😉
Giant Christmas bauble topped by the moon.
The Italian garden
Last full moon photobomb, I promise!
Wire-framed trees and icicle tree, now in full dark.
Back where we started. Tree from beginning, now in full dark
We couldn’t figure out where the 12 drummers drumming were at, until we exited the gardens and saw them overhead. Pardon the blurriness. Taken by me in the back seat of my car as my daughter drove us home.
Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays from all of us to all of you!

Rock on,

The WB

Silent Sunday – Christmas Lights at Milner Gardens

Dinner at the White Elephant first, in Parksville. Thai food, yum! With my daughter and son-in-law, and Donna and Richard.
Milner Gardens & Woodland – offering a festival of lights as a fundraiser
Star
Browsing doe
Gingerbread man
Reflections in the pool beside the gift shop
Snowflakes
This way to Santa!
Swans in the pond
Snowman
Donna and I, having a good ol’ time!
The former residence, now a tea room
Peeking in the windows to see the decorated rooms
A teddy bear Christmas
Pictures of some famous visitors, including Princess Di and that dude she married 😉
Santa’s sleigh
Wearing our trippy glasses
Donna gifted me a pair. I had never heard of these.
This is what my balcony lights look like normally.
This is what they look like on drugs with the glasses on. Like I said, trippy!

Next weekend I am heading (with the fam) to check out the light display at Butchart Gardens, strictly for comparison/research purposes only 😉 . My daughter and I will be packing the trippy eye wear, for sure!

Rock merrily on,

The WB

What’s On Your Plate Blog Challenge – Restaurant-Inspired Edition

A while ago now, Donna and her hubs Richard, and myself went a walkin’…along the Great Trail (aka Trans Canada Trail) down to the pretty town of Chemainus. It was a dark and stormy night…er…light and rainy day but we didn’t let that dampen our spirits. It also didn’t dampen our appetites. In fact it enhanced them. We were so hungry by the time we arrived that we promptly fell into the first restaurant we came across, that – so fortunately for us! – was also the most excellent Indian eatery.

Near the beginning of the hike, and soaked already.

As for myself? Well…

Somebody thought to bring an umbrella 😉 Photo by Donna
Photo taken by our gracious waiter, at Invitation Indian Cuisine.
Closeup of our food. Clockwise from top left: palak paneer, butter chicken, naan, eggplant bartha. Photo by Donna.

I hadn’t had Indian food at a restaurant for over a year (not since I left Ontario) so this was especially delicious to me. And inspiring! I bought a new cookbook, determined to add some easy-to-make dishes to my repertoire.

The Amazon ratings and reviews sold me on this book.

The first thing I needed to do was to buy the spices necessary to make the garam masala spice blend recommended to use for the dishes in this cookbook. Thankfully it was almost Diwali, and everything was on sale!

Spices ready to go in the coffee grinder (which thankfully made the cut for the move!). Note THE BAY LEAVES.
Finished garam masala. Smells delicious around here already!

I started with the book’s recipe for palak paneer. Which was simple and easy to make. Here is similar recipe, found online. Does not require a pressure cooker (although I recommend the pressure cooker version and the cookbook I bought – definitely faster and easier!).

Frying the onions and spices right in my Instant Pot-type pressure cooker.
Adding the spinach, under His Eye. 😉
Blending after cooking. (I don’t mean for Seashell Jesus to photobomb my cooking adventures always, but I do have a very small kitchen. It’s more of a hallway than a kitchen, really – so He will inevitably pop up in some shots.) Next step: add the cubed paneer.
Closeup of palak paneer, over basmati rice. Tasted almost as good as at the restaurant!

The next dish I attempted to recreate was the eggplant bartha. There was a similar recipe in the cookbook, but it asked for liquid smoke (which I didn’t have) and I didn’t want to do another smoky dish like last month’s. So I went searching online, and found this one. It also called for a smoky addition (in fact all the ones I looked at did so I just gave up) but at least I had the smoked paprika it called for and that is the one I ended up using.

Ingredients for the eggplant curry, including my homemade garam masala in a repurposed condiment jar.
Tomatoes and spices frying on the stove.
Simmering curry, with roasted eggplant and coconut milk added. Smells heavenly.
Finished! And delicious with reheated store-bought naan. (I could not detect any overt smokiness in this dish. Yay!)

This eggplant curry was really delicious! I made a few changes to the recipe I used. I added cumin instead of the chili powder and I used 1 tablespoon of my garam masala instead of the cardamom and coriander. Next time I would cut the coconut oil and olive oil back to a couple of tablespoons each instead of a 1/4 cup each. It was just a tad too oily for my taste.

As always: please feel free to let my co-host Donna or myself know what’s on your plate at your house, in the Comments of either Donna’s or my post (or both, if you are so inclined!). Please check out Donna’s post, here. She has written about her adventures with a guilt-free hot drink mix!

Remember: if you decide to blog or Facebook or Instagram about it, to use the tags #whatsonyourplateblogchallenge or #woypbc so we can find you out on ye olde interwebbs!

Rock spicily on,

The WB

What’s On My Bookshelf – Blast From the Past Edition

You know, I really should have predicted this would happen. I’ve been going on almost-weekly adventures with this woman, and by now I should know by now not to open my mouth around her. Case in point: we were idly browsing a favourite thrift store prior to embarking on a soggy beach walk, and I happened to notice a cook book that I used to own, placed on a table right at the front of the store. This book DID NOT – I repeat – DID NOT make the cut when I was packing for my move to the island. Seeing it in the thrift store, I had a momentary failing weakness flood of nostalgia as I gazed upon its cover – recalling flipping through it during many a Christmas Past. I remember looking for inspiration or maybe it was just an escape from the chaos that was that season at my house what with 2 young children, no money, an insufferable monster-in-law, and an unsupportive spouse. Oh yeah, and let’s not forget rampant consumerism and commercialization spoiling the season too...

Is it any surprise that my formerly insane love of this holiday got permanently squashed like a creepy bug on the bathroom floor?

Anywho…there I go digressing AGAIN. The point of my story (and this post) is that I resisted re-buying this book even though the store clerk was helpfully pointing out that it was ONLY A DOLLAR and YET somehow, someway I ended up leaving the store with this book…thanks to Donna sneakily adding it to her purchase and immediately thrusting it into my hands! I pretended to be exasperated with her (how can anyone be pissed at Donna though, really?) but secretly I was looking forward to paging through the book once more…

From 1993. A gorgeous book, truly.

The book was just as wonderful and aspirational/inspirational as I remembered it. Here is the only recipe that I recall actually trying.

The kids and I made these ornaments. I remember them smelling wonderful; even the following year when they were brought out again and rehung on the tree!

As I was flipping through the book, I kept finding pieces of paper stuck between the pages. Like these: not 1, but 2 printed copies of some woman’s fruitcake recipe.

Gosh! Two copies. Is this a sign that I should try this one?! I’m a bit suspish, as the pages are too clean. (A clear sign the recipe has not actually been attempted, in my view 😉 ).

One copy of the recipe was stuck between these 2 pages, see photo below. This recipe looks good too.

Orange? Almond? Say no more…

And then I found this piece of paper: a couple of recipes cut out from a newspaper.

No indication of date or what newspaper it came from.

But the most surprising find of all? Not a piece of paper but this recipe:

WHAT?!

Can we take a moment to remember last Christmas’s Black Forest Trifle kerfuffle? Here is the link. Now I have the source recipe once again, it seems.

But I don’t want to attempt it again this year. The wounds are yet too fresh. However, I have been thinking about making a fruit cake (again). Those wounds have healed over, apparently. Remember this near-disaster, also from last year?

Readers, I need your help (and your votes). The poll will close on November 30th. Help a badass out, will ya?

Should I make Violet Burke's Christmas Cake?
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Thank you, Donna! I may curse your name later but for now I am really happy you ignored my babblings about how I was not going to buy this damn book again, and instead bought it for me.

Rock on,

The WB

500 Posts!!!!

Dear Bloggie,

I have known for some time now that we were approaching the magical event of having 500 posts published. And I had promised myself that I would make a big deal about it. And I was counting it down, from about #493 until, well NOW.

So imagine my surprise when I realized – only AFTER yesterday’s post went live – that it was indeed post #500. And that I had completely missed it.

Well, fear not my faithful long-suffering blogge friend….It is Not. Too. Late.

Inspired and informed by fellow blogger Rivergirl, may I present to you and all my readers: a piecaken (dessert’s answer to the turducken) that I had made just for this wondrous occasion! 😉

From the Food Network. My teeth ache just looking at it. Not going to appear as a #WOYPBC post anytime soon.

Here’s what a piecaken (Thanksgiving version) is comprised of:

In other words, a fat and sugar bomb. A conglomeration of pie and cake what, no pudding?. Not that anything is wrong with that! Why take multiple trips to the dessert bar when you can put a slice of this beauty on your buffet plate instead?

Anywhoodle, I digress as usual.

Back to you, Dear Bloggie…I apologize for having missed this momentous…uh…moment. (But only by one day, so can you give me a break?). I also apologize for having taken so long to get here. Despite you being in existence for over 12 years now (yup, missed that one too), it has taken me until now to get to this milestone.

I spent a lotta years in Crazytown (as the Mayor, no less) and the lack of blogging during that time is the proof in the pudding piecaken of that.

So please accept this piecaken as my sweet attempt to make up for all the lost years and forgotten milestones. Enjoy! And don’t come crying to me when your teeth hurt.

Rock ever onwards, to the next 500 posts!

The WB

Wordless (Almost) Wednesday – What Is That Bright Ball In The Sky?

Today the sun came out. Why is that exciting, you may well ask. Since Saturday afternoon, here on Vancouver Island we have been experiencing what meteorologists have dubbed an “atmospheric river”. If you can picture a river flowing overhead and leaking river water dropping rain all along the way non-stop, well…that’s been exactly it. Leading to rainfall records being broken for the province, people being trapped in their cars on washed out or flooded out roads, and mass evacuations.

It has been quite the weather-event year for British Columbians – a heat dome, a summer-long drought, forest fires, and now flooding and mudslides.

I have been lucky where I live, having escaped the worst of the effects on the land. And lucky enough to get out today and enjoy the sun at Neck Point Park. Here are some photos.

Can you spot the heron?
Here they are. (Using “they” as I do not know the gender).
The land is still draining, and created this pixie-scaled waterfall, seemingly coming from a cavern within the tree.

More rain is in the forecast. This is supposed to be our only completely dry and sunny day this week. What is the weather like where you live?

Rock on,

The WB

What’s On Your Plate Blog Challenge – Not My Typical Beef Stew Edition

It was a dark and stormy night. The weather approaching Halloween had turned cold, dark and rainy. That means one thing and one thing only at Chez Badass Kitchen…it’s time for comfort foods! And I had developed a hankering for a good ol’ fashioned beef stew in the slow cooker. That I don’t really use a recipe for, as I generally throw things in the pot and hope for the best. I didn’t want to do that this time, so I found this recipe on Ye Olde Interwebs and gave it a whirl with some great veggies that I had picked up at a farmers’ market.

Look at these cool heritage carrots.
They look even cooler, peeled and chopped.
These are German Butter Potatoes.
They look kinda Yukon Gold-ish to me, when sliced open.

The recipe called for some unusual spices for a beef stew, in my opinion. Including smoked paprika, mustard and my nemesis a bay leaf. I tried to remember what I hated so much about bay leaves but I’ve been avoiding them for so long that I kinda forget. I got to thinking this after my last WOYP post, where I dissed this ingredient. I thought it was time to revisit my nemesis the bay leaf.

ATTENTION: A bay leaf has entered the slow cooker. I repeat: A BAY LEAF HAS ENTERED THE SLOW COOKER.
Seashell Jesus says “Gurl, you sure about this?” Bettie Page the Kitchen Aid says “No Comment”. Ditto for Alexa (far left). All are crowded around to witness this strange event.

Fast forward to 8 hours later (on low). The stew turned out quite nice, actually. Although I am not sure about the smoked paprika. I think next time I will just add regular paprika. Turns out smoky beef stew is not my jam. And as for my nemesis the bay leaf? I couldn’t pick out what it had contributed to the stew’s flavour so I guess bay leaves are back on the menu (and in the spice cabinet). Who knew?!?!

I’m ready for my closeup, Ms. Badass.”

As always: please feel free to let my co-host Donna or myself know what’s on your plate at your house, in the Comments of either Donna’s or my post (or both, if you are so inclined!). Please check out Donna’s post, here. It’s a winner!

Remember: if you decide to blog or Facebook or Instagram about it, to use the tags #whatsonyourplateblogchallenge or #woypbc so we can find you out on ye olde interwebbs!

Rock on,

The WB