<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044049619282559191</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 20:26:07 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Twenty Something Affairs</title><description>Call me old fashioned.</description><link>http://twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (nebbaz)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044049619282559191.post-7903686090637282800</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 11:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-01T22:28:18.387+11:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Cakepops</category><title>Im so flattered!!</title><description>I know. LONG TIME NO POST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sooo busy with school it is so unfair. BUT now Summer holidays are here... and this means more baking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, remember the cakepops I made earlier this year?... well Check it. &lt;a href="http://www.bakerella.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bakerella&lt;/a&gt; a super talented baker, inventor and photographer put me in her latest cakepop video.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS soo much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm craving cakepops right about.... now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044049619282559191-7903686090637282800?l=twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-so-flattered.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (nebbaz)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044049619282559191.post-7559240960460374779</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 06:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-08T16:41:48.535+10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>mini cakes</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>cupcakes.</category><title>IM BAAAAAAAACK!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SMTI4_Gg0OI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rP8tPtEQuR4/s1600-h/DSCN3112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SMTI4_Gg0OI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rP8tPtEQuR4/s320/DSCN3112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243536747503079650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so been in hiatus for a while...&lt;br /&gt;UNIVERISTY LIFE! That's right everyone, I have been so busy, busy, busy with school work.&lt;br /&gt;(sorry for the very low quality picture!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much so that on Friday I was able to whip up a batch of cupcakes and a mini cake for friends who were having their birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I forgot that baking makes me stress less!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are the creations. I made a simple vanilla cupcake using the very reliable recipe from &lt;a href="http://www.joyofbaking.com/"&gt;Joy Of Baking. &lt;/a&gt;Instead of using usual milk, I decided to use coconut milk. It add a nice (and not too overpowering)  element and kept the cupcake very dense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the icing I mixed Solite Cream which is lactose and egg free. Very handy for those with allergies!&lt;br /&gt;So, the trick not to get that "fake" taste from the cream is to use a lot of icing sugar (I didn't say it was low sugar now!). For the pink cupcakes I used a Queens red food colouring and some lemon.&lt;br /&gt;The chocolate icing was just melted milk chocolate whipped with butter to help it smooth and shiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decorate, and voila! A present that is tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a tip, fill the cases just little than 3/4 full in the patty papers to get a flatter top cake... or do what I did and trim the tops...You get to taste the cake.. and "help" its aesthetic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044049619282559191-7559240960460374779?l=twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-baaaaaaaack.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (nebbaz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SMTI4_Gg0OI/AAAAAAAAAKM/rP8tPtEQuR4/s72-c/DSCN3112.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044049619282559191.post-915955416990328864</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 11:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T02:26:32.070+11:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Hobnobs</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Digestive Biscuits.</category><title>Is that a huge Hobnob?</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hobnobs and Digestive biscuits- searching for the recipe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGtj3F3iieI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BD_BbBBuVZ4/s1600-h/P1030658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGtj3F3iieI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BD_BbBBuVZ4/s320/P1030658.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218374391357934050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We grew up eating digestive biscuits. I love them. They are so satisfying and you can get that added&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "feel-good"&lt;/span&gt; because they have oats. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been trying to reproduce its sister the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/HobNob"&gt;Hobnob&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://www.nicecupofteaandasitdown.com/biscuits/previous.php3?item=9"&gt;Digestive&lt;/a&gt; biscuit itself. I have looked on countless blogs but nothing compares to the processed version. I think they are the holy grail of biscuits. Here was my first attempt at the Hobnob. I am going to cut down the sugar and maybe try corn syrup instead of golden syrup. They basically taste like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/ANZAC_biscuit"&gt;Anzac&lt;/a&gt; biscuits without the coconut.... But still gorgeous. I used rolled oats which I personally like, but perhaps instant oats will serve better for the recipe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anyone has any ideas to add please let me know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGtk6ucoy5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/DchKA2ftSOo/s1600-h/P1030662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGtk6ucoy5I/AAAAAAAAAKA/DchKA2ftSOo/s320/P1030662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218375553302186898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still searching for the recipe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044049619282559191-915955416990328864?l=twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-that-huge-hobnob.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (nebbaz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGtj3F3iieI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/BD_BbBBuVZ4/s72-c/P1030658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044049619282559191.post-8841437332208756022</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 11:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T02:26:32.312+11:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>cupcakes.</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Birthdays</category><title>Little Chocolate Somethings.</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Little cuppycakes for a new Baby in the family."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am an aunt again! My second brother Matt and his wife said HELLO to they latest child &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(Name unknown).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I, in haste made mini cupcakes for the family. Baking on so many levels is definitely a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Good thing"&lt;/span&gt; to take a note from the &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/"&gt;Martha&lt;/a&gt; Book. People who know me know I like things mini. It's just cuter to eat/decorate/look at the novelty of something delicate and cute. Give me bite-sized any day from Texas Muffin-size. These are just classic vanilla cuppycakes with a chocolate icing. I actually made pink lemon icing for the ones I gifted, but since I was in an insane rush I didn't get time to take any pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGYq0YWE2SI/AAAAAAAAAJw/iBbbfIvluF8/s1600-h/cupcake"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGYq0YWE2SI/AAAAAAAAAJw/iBbbfIvluF8/s320/cupcake" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216904297731905826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On another point, I am turning 20 very soon! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(I don't necessarily think that needed an exclamation, but it seems fit to be excited about it right?)&lt;/span&gt; Birthdays... they puzzle me. In theory the thought of it supersedes the event itself. Maybe if I weren't such a control freak then I would be able to let someone else plan my birthday. I mean I want to bake my birthday cake, cater and plan. WEIRD?! Yes! I agree. I have more fun planning the event I think. Make-up. It gives me headaches. Getting ready is fun, but stripping it all off at the end of the night in all tiredness &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;(avert your thoughts perverts if you want sex you got the wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.girlwithaonetrackmind.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;girl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) This is the point where my sister sighs and tells me I am in the wrong industry. *Cue laughter reel*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So happy birthday to me. Send the presents my way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044049619282559191-8841437332208756022?l=twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com/2008/06/little-chocolate-somethings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (nebbaz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGYq0YWE2SI/AAAAAAAAAJw/iBbbfIvluF8/s72-c/cupcake' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044049619282559191.post-92586661950429914</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 11:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T02:26:32.637+11:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>whiny girlfriends.</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Fudge</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>movie</category><title>Get Smart - Fudge Four Ways.</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Laugh out loud and, no this is not a movie blog."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Went with lovely Caitlin to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Get Smart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; at Crown Casino today and we laughed, squirmed and I nearly cried. (Why? Because Anne Hathaway got to roll around in the dirt wearing a Chanel suit - A white one.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, we had trouble finding the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.globalpackagegallery.com/main.php/v/food/snacks/othersnack/sakata/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Apero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; flavour I wanted (damn CBD supermarkets!) so we made do with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Honey &amp;amp; Dijon Mustard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and a mixed bag of fudge. This made me think oddly about a situation when someone told me I would be an expensive girlfriend. I don't know how many people would react... but I was taken a back at the time. So why did I think of that moment when I was buying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sakata Apero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gold &amp;amp; Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; fudge from the supermarket? Because it goes to show how much I would not be a total budget breaker girlfriend. Instead of paying $6 for a "movie sized" (smaller, sneakily smaller) packet of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Natural Confectionary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Allen's Lollies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;, I opted for the supermarket. Seeing how it is much more cost effective... does that make me a frugal person or someone who is wise? Well maybe not wise, but it would be common sense right? That aside, I'm not the type that would enter a Gucci store and whine to their boyfriends about how they want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gucci.com/us/us-english/us/fall-winter-08/handbags/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; bag (yes I have seen it before).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;SO, HA HA at your little (sometimes not so) girlfriends who whine and pose in front of Gucci et. al like they are models in a photo shoot just so they can put it as their profile picture on Facebook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGTggZ0n6JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/E8T6diCc8xA/s1600-h/fudge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGTggZ0n6JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/E8T6diCc8xA/s320/fudge.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216541115693918354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fudge Four Ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My brother gave me this advice: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"If a guy asks you on a date and doesn't pick you up, drop you home AND pay for the meal don't bother. Actually if he doesn't have a car..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Really?" I answered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Yes. In fact if he doesn't pay for every meal then don't waste you time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wow. Here I thinking is this even possible? That's Old school chivalry for you. I guess I will heed my brother's advice and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;filter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;the men from boys? Is this mean? I guess you never see James Bond splitting the bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I often feel bad when someone pays for me. To which my girlfriends are respond, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Nicole you have got to stop giving gifts to people who give you gifts." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So to the someone who said I would be an expensive girlfriend please stand up and park that comment in the whiny girlfriends of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;P.S Remember how I told you there were many ways to use left over ganache in the precious blog? Well her are some truffles "I made earlier". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGTh2vOjjKI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ClmphaKc9qI/s1600-h/truffles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGTh2vOjjKI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ClmphaKc9qI/s320/truffles.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216542598908578978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Truffles of the non-mushroom variety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044049619282559191-92586661950429914?l=twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com/2008/06/get-smart-fudge-four-ways.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (nebbaz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGTggZ0n6JI/AAAAAAAAAJg/E8T6diCc8xA/s72-c/fudge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044049619282559191.post-9167811304518061569</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Jun 2008 11:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T02:26:33.593+11:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>High Tea</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Turkish Delight</category><title>High Tea with Holly.</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGDtbnyGdEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/a87c4HITeyA/s1600-h/onstand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGDtbnyGdEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/a87c4HITeyA/s320/onstand.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215429427286406210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly is one of my soul sisters. We went to the same ballet school and we have been best buddies since we were 13. So the story today is: Hol and I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; tea. So much so that we possibly drink it more than water. We like all sorts of tea - but with tea everyone needs a some sort of food type to compliment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So we get together when we can and have tea. High tea. I made a cake, and after serious thought - involving furrowing and nearly driving onto oncoming traffic, I decided to fuse Turkish Delight, pistachio and chocolate. Anyone heard of Fry's Turkish Delight? Ok, so it is not the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"real stuff"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; but it has that fake taste that we all sometimes need. Not many people like the taste for Fry's but we do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;For this recipe I used a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Basic butter cake,  dark chocolate ganache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; (I imagine white chocolate would be divine) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"real"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Turkish Delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cake Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;150g Butter, softened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3/4 cup caster sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 teaspoon vanilla extract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 eggs, lightly beaten,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 cups self-raising flour, sifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1/2 cup buttermilk or milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5 medium pieces (or as much/little as you want) Yellow and Pink Turkish delight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1/3 cup pistachios, shelled and roasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Preheat oven to 180 degrees celsius (370 F). Grease and line the base of a 20cm round cake pan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Method:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Using an electric beater, cream butter, sugar and vanilla on medium-high speed until pale and creamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Add eggs gradually in two additions, scraping down the sides of the bowl and beating well in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Switching to low speed, add the flour and milk in three additions, starting and ending with flour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Note: Try not to over beat as this will result in a heavy dense cake.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pour into cake pan and bake for 45 minutes or until skewer comes out with light, moist crumbs. Let to cool in pan for 15 minutes before turning out on a board. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Note: If your cake rises unevenly because you have a dodgy oven like mine, just trim off the top with a serrated knife. At least you can munch on the crust as you let your cake cool!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGDt9UuhIoI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-R9ixMWI1XU/s1600-h/batter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGDt9UuhIoI/AAAAAAAAAIw/-R9ixMWI1XU/s200/batter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215430006286656130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pale, creamy and the paddle attachment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ganache ingredients:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;230g dark chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3/4 cup whipping cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 tablespoons butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Method:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chop chocolate into small pieces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Note: If you use a serrated knife it is not only easier to chop, but you get flakey pieces that melt easily. Alternatively you can use a grater)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Warm the cream on a double boiler until it is just about to boil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Remove from heat and quickly whisk in chocolate and butter until well combined. Let to cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To assemble, I cut the Turkish Delight into small cubes using a seriously sharp knife. Firstly pour some of the ganache on the surface of the cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGDxORFA57I/AAAAAAAAAJI/2duw7fIt8qA/s1600-h/iced.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGDxORFA57I/AAAAAAAAAJI/2duw7fIt8qA/s320/iced.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215433595899930546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ganache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Pile on the Turkish Delights and pistachios in any old fashion - I chose a mountain. Drizzle with more ganache to set the pieces in place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finally add more ganache on the edges of the cake allowing gravity to do its job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Like how I added some science? hehe I laugh because I was never any good at it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);  font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);  font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;*Footnote: I didn't use all the ganache, but never fear, all you great bakers out there know you can A: freeze it and whip it out anytime you want B: make truffles or C: eat it on toast for breakfast! *Wink. Wink.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGDwL9GgkfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rf7jNXrO_Xc/s1600-h/finishclose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGDwL9GgkfI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rf7jNXrO_Xc/s320/finishclose.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215432456666124786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044049619282559191-9167811304518061569?l=twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com/2008/06/high-tea-with-holly.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (nebbaz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGDtbnyGdEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/a87c4HITeyA/s72-c/onstand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044049619282559191.post-2264654321990852362</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 12:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-10T02:26:33.736+11:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Charlie Bar</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Melbourne.</category><title>Who's Charlie?</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGDUTZH99uI/AAAAAAAAAIA/gFG2lQ_HQoM/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGDUTZH99uI/AAAAAAAAAIA/gFG2lQ_HQoM/s320/01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215401798121944802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fat chips&lt;/span&gt; aren't Tapas... but they came with mayonnaise, and that was yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised to start regularly blogging, but since I have just finished a couple of weeks of intense exams I have just wanted to breathe. If only for a moment.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister and her hubby had their birthdays (born on the same day of the same year only hours apart *cue gasp and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"omg? Really? Wow!"&lt;/span&gt;). It was a lovely night with nice Tapas. Not fantastic eye popping Spanish tapas, but it was eatable. Service was a bit on the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "um whatever"&lt;/span&gt; side, but nothing could get us down - even on a cold, wet winter's night in Melbourne. I guess it just added to the charm... alleyway, jazz and birthday fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well here are some pictures of the so-so Tapas. At least they looked pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.s Groups of look-at-me-I-am-so-frrreakin'-hot teens. I can't stand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; them! I mean I couldn't stand them when I was at school... let alone now. What is with the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;skanktastic&lt;/span&gt; outfits when it is 8 degrees outside? Honey, it aiint cute to not wear clothes in public. What do you think? Am I being unreasonable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044049619282559191-2264654321990852362?l=twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com/2008/06/whos-charlie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (nebbaz)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cAl7PHmWGH4/SGDUTZH99uI/AAAAAAAAAIA/gFG2lQ_HQoM/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3044049619282559191.post-7307431083035952051</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 17:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-22T22:49:25.575+10:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>macs</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>Me</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>and everything fun.</category><title>Who, what, when, where, why and how?</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These 5Ws and H are not just the Biblical codes I have to stand by in my university degree but will hopefully allow me to introduce myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Who: (Pseudonym or not?) Ah the choices! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;. I am a 20 year old "student" from Melbourne - Australia that is... ok fine my name is Nicole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;What: My blog. Something &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bakerella.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Bakerella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt; meets many a girl's teenage diary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;When: Right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Where: From my new Mac which I have named Boris. (PC lovers don't despise... there is good in everything)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Why: Because I am (turning) 20 and need solace in this crazy world. I bake and cook (mostly) for fun and love. I'm emotional, I like being clean and often think in commentary. Did I mention I am dyslexic and have mildly movie-inspired humour? Boy, don't I sound sexy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;Well welcome and I hope you enjoy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3044049619282559191-7307431083035952051?l=twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://twentysomethingaffairs.blogspot.com/2008/06/who-what-when-where-why-and-how.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (nebbaz)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>