I Saw Sunday

Having gazed at the sky yesterday for https://vivinfrance.wordpress.com/2011/12/10/6-word-saturday-12/
the first thing that met my eyes this morning was this:

Last Sunday I mentioned that I would have to make mince pies for my sewing ladies on Monday.  I have been making pastry for more than sixty years, so it was a shock to my pride to discover that things could go wrong.  Ever since acquiring a Kenwood mixer umpteen years ago, I have made pastry in that, with never a problem.  But I’ve been watching too much Masterchef on television, and decided to do the job properly, with a heap of flour on the table, the addition of a pinch of salt and a tablespoon of caster sugar, a couple of egg yolks, and about half a pound of soft squishy butter and then get my hands sticky rubbing to a fine breadcrumbs consistency. 

So far so good.  Balled together as best I could, the bunch of crumbs was wrapped in a cloth and put in the fridge to rest while I ‘doctored’ a jar of Robertson’s mincemeat with cinnamon, chopped apple and almonds and a goodly dollop of Cointreau.

To battle:  the rested dough  went on strike and refused to be rolled out, so I bunged it in the freezer for another hour.  I got on with making some tiny meringues with the two egg whites, piping them in whorls onto a baking sheet and drying them out gently in a coolish oven.

The morning was getting away from me – I was still in my flour-bespeckled nightie and Jock would be home for lunch any minute, grumpy as all get out if he wasn’t fed straightaway (low blood sugar).   So I had another go at rolling out, swore a lot, scrunched the paste willy nilly into the bun tins, prodding it angrily with my fingers to come up the sides.  So much for “a light hand with pastry”.  The scrummy mincemeat was spooned in, a small ball of paste flattened into some semblance of a circle for the top of each pie, and I heaved a sigh of relief as I bunged the trays into the oven.   After a perfunctory shower, I was dressed by the time Jock walked in, but the kitchen looked as though a bomb had hit it, so lunch was  delayed and eaten in silence.  – too much washing up for a couple of dozen small mince pies. However, the result could have been a lot worse  and the taste was gorgeous!  As for the meringues – filled with a cream made from mascarpone, icing sugar and melted chocolate, they were delicious.  No picture – they were eaten too quickly.

I’m sure there will be some less fraught stories at http://isawsunday.blogspot.com/

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10 Responses to I Saw Sunday

  1. Great pictures all – from sunrise to kitchen. Love your preparations. I bake a great deal also,
    and your kitchen is out of a magazine next to mine.

    Sara

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  2. great shot! and nice to see what´s going up in your kitchen 🙂

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  3. jinksy says:

    If you think that constitutes a kitchen bomb, I will have to send you a photo of my kind of explosion day!
    But I always make pastry with my own fair hands, and can’t imagine any other way – does that make me old fashioned? LOL ♥

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  4. O you are so clever! No good at pastry making! But enjoy others’ efforts! These mince pies look wonderful!

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  5. judithhb says:

    I gave up on the pastry making years ago even with my trusty Kenwood. Now I buy it ready made. I know that your purists are probably shaking your heads in wonder at that.
    I love the picture of you still in your flour spattered nightie. Thanks for sharing your adventures

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  6. Tilly Bud says:

    Love that picture! The pies look good as well. Wish I’d been there to help you wash up 🙂

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  7. earlybird says:

    I always make my pastry in my 20 year old Magimix.

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  8. ceciliag says:

    I love it when you get into the kitchen and show us that even multi talented people like yourself can get into a big mess!! c

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  9. Susannah says:

    I loved to hear about your mince pie making adventures, and could just imagine you standing in your nightie making them. It made me smile when you wrote that you had been watching too much masterchef. 🙂

    By the way, that sunrise is really beautiful! Well done for capturing it.

    Thanks so much for sharing this with I Saw Sunday, it is always a pleasure to catch up with your week. x

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