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Part of the work I’ve been doing to make the blog more search engine friendly seems to have attracted comment spammers so until that problem is solved, all comments are going to have to be moderated.

edit: moderation is frustrating me, it seems as fast as i moderate is as fast the spam comes back, so until i can decide which comment spam tool i’m going to use, you’re going to have to register to leave a comment. sorry about the inconvenience.

or the saga of Winnifred’s cakes.

About two weeks before Christmas we decided to attempt the next stage of Winnifred’s black cake recipe. We started with four different sized cake pans, three of which had been bought in the last month for this specific purpose, the other pan was a gift I’d bought for Victoria on my very first visit. We took the cake pans; one 8″, two 9″ and one 10″; to the dining table and cut patterns out of parchment and unprinted, brown paper, grocery bags to line them.

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in the Caribbean there is tradition of Black Fruit Cake at Christmas time, making this cake is an artform, my grandmother; Winnifred; was one of its masters. I’m reproducing her recipe here as it was passed on to my mother and now to me. reading my mother’s handwriting to transcribe here, i’m realising that this is not a single cake recipe and by my calculations it may be too late to get started on cakes for this year.

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I need sugar

keifel  —  October 18, 2004 — Leave a comment

When I came from the Caribbean in March, I came with a couple bags of washed grey sugar. Sugar, along with rum; in the Caribbean; are by products of the sugar cane plant.

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Her name was Zola

keifel  —  June 5, 2004 — Leave a comment

Earlier this week we were speaking online and he informed us he was coming and suggested we find somewhere good to eat that had a fairly descent wine list. Being pauperised we didn’t have any immediate experience with such an establishment, but vic asked around the office and the unanimous recommendation was Zola.

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Pork in mustard

keifel  —  March 24, 2004 — Leave a comment

last night we hosted our first official dinner. we had a guest and as befitting such an occasion we cooked our hearts out. last week when we came from the grocery vic suggested i make something with the pork chops and mustard, so i took the opportunity last night experiment.

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vic’s entire posture changes in the kitchen, she is assertive and completely in charge. watching her cook is a joy to behold. nigella, alton, yan, that ‘bam’ guy; pshaw, none of them hold a candle. well maybe nigella, but that’s just a tiny bath candle. she is truly goddess and mistress of her domain. her technique is amazing. from the careful preparation of ingredients to actually cooking, everything is done with precision and skill. i’ve seen a lot of the stuff that’s done on the food network but to sit in your own kitchen and experience it, is amazing.

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my mother can burn water. she was not built or trained for housekeeping. her mother, my grandmother decided early on that she was destined for greater things and sent her off to school.

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the hunt for good doubles

keifel  —  December 29, 2003 — Leave a comment

last wednesday i made my way back to trinidad for the christmas holiday and the first thing on my agenda was a doubles.

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i’ve been reading

keifel  —  September 15, 2003 — Leave a comment

this is a book for anyone who enjoys the sensuality of food. in theory it’s an ‘apothecary of aphrodisiacs’, but it’s so much more, it appeals on a much more visceral level.

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