Friday, June 27, 2008

The broccoli from the title

A few words on broccoli. I first discovered the delight of growing these vegetables a few years ago. They were low maintenance except for the short period during late Autumn when Cabbage White butterflies fluttered about laying little potential chompers on the underside of the leaves and I needed to go out daily and squish the eggs.

Broccoli, I discovered grows more steadily and reliably during the colder months, finally left unmolested by those fair weather butterflies and needing less water.
I also found broccoli suffers no other problems besides early larval damage and having grown peas and silverbeet in the same location and seeing all the plants dusted with powdery mildew I steer towards broccoli each Autumn as the main winter crop.

To prepare the soil after pulling out the faded summer plants, I scattered some blood and bone and aged sheep manure about. I planted the little seedlings and mulched with sugar cane mulch and watered deeply. These days I liquid feed with some fish emulsion when I remember but mainly I just watch them as they do their thing.

Now a confession. I don't particularly crave broccoli. I do enjoy eating most vegetables but I enjoy eating lettuce, beans, peas and many other vegetables over broccoli. And yet, for the past few winters I have devoted my entire patch to growing a crop with some afterthought plantings of coriander and rocket on the side.

They stand in two rows by my front veranda, cupping their leaves to sun and rain. I like looking at the rain drops forming huge beads along their generous leaves and seeing the flower heads forming in amongst it all is a cheerful sight against the salvias and Miscanthus and all the other ornamentals that take their place in the front yard. Perhaps I just like the look of them, all orderly and behaving in contrast to the rambling nature of the rest of the garden. The latter is just as beautiful and provides a great deal of pleasure and drought tolerance but sadly remains inedible. Perhaps if we did not have such strict water restrictions, in part to deal with dropping Melbourne water storage levels, as well as my home's lack of mega water storage capabilities, my entire garden would be blended for ornamental effect but completely edible.

Some words on broccoli goodness that mum never told you about. Raw or lightly cooked broccoli is said to be a cancer fighter containing phytochemicals and antioxidants and like other brassicas or cruciferous vegetables helps deactivate estrogen that can promote tumor growth in breast cells.

No doubt once my crop is ready I will eat some and give some away and the plants will reward me with side shoots until late Winter when I am thinking of summer crops of tomatoes, eggplants, capsicums and basil and the edible garden will ramble once more.

Thursday, June 26, 2008

What's this trap door thing again? A foray into baked goods.


Choc chip cookies
Originally uploaded by donna_3011
After an email from MJ who discussed intentions to bake Mrs Fields style choc chip cookies I got a craving to do the same. Well actually I got a craving to just go over there and eat them.

I am not much of a Kitchen anything, instead relying on the efficiencies of various appliances to heat up food and clean up the mess afterward. The closest thing to making food from scratch is beef koftas or tacos or other meals that require 500g minced beef, loads of spices and a hot frying pan.

Of course it's all my parents' fault. They were the ones who insisted I studied hard whilst they cooked all our meals. The smell of garlic in hot oil and the sounds of wok and wok charn clattering away busily are motifs of my childhood.

Later as my mum suddenly realised that time had passed so quickly and I was now of marrying age she told me to stand by her and the stove so that I may absorb some good housewife skills. Unfortunately I yawned and dreamed of real estate and stocks instead. My loss indeed.

When I moved out of home mum gave me a 30 years old brand new National brand rice cooker with matching HK-Australia power adaptor. She also gave me 25 identical china cake dishes which she had hoarded over the years. Both gifts have been very useful.

These days it is my good fortune to still enjoy mum's meals, occasionally appearing on my front veranda in air tight containers and encased in 2 plastic shopping bags. The last time I nearly missed it sitting on my little veranda seat away from the front door 'so that the ants near the front door I saw last time I visited don't get to it'. Inside were 3 serves of fried noodles with beef and snowpeas.

Lately, I have been visiting her one night a week for a meal and I have even started jotting down recipes with seasonings relayed from years of experience as 'add salt so it tastes a little salty'. Seeing me take interest at long last she replies that there is really no need to write it down, 'I make for you'. Without saying so much, in my family and many others, food is the way love is expressed to children. End Amy Tan moment.

A few months ago, after putting up with the late 80's oven, the stove top, range hood and oven were upgraded. The main reason was that pizzas took way too long to cook due to the crazy whims of the oven thermostat only ever having one setting of 'Lukewarm'.
Having spent a small fortune buying and installing it all so that pizzas could be timely, I thought it was time to use the oven to cook things, rather than to reheat things. I made a roast for the first time and that turned out great and roast potatoes tossed beforehand in olive oil, rosemary and salt are also replacing supermarket bought sacks of oven fries.

I had a free afternoon today and with MJ's baked goods in my mind, I tried my hand at a googled choc chip cookie recipe. The first step of beating the butter and sugars together had the butter pieces flying about a little because my definition of softened butter was sitting it on the table for 2 minutes followed by holding the pack in my warm hands for 30 seconds. After a while it did in fact become 'pale and creamy' and I was delighted by the amount of choc chips the recipe allowed.
The fan forceness of the oven worked well with two levels of cookies on the go and afterwards I scoffed down 3 of the misshapened ones and they were quite moist and downright delicious.

http://www.exclusivelyfood.com.au/2007/11/chocolate-chip-cookie-recipe_24.html