Elizabeth is an Australian blogger and photographer, living in Melbourne after a lifetime in Queensland. She is undertaking a challenge to complete 101 Things in 1001 Days, and documents her progress here.  Scarlet Words is also home to stories about life in her newly adopted city, and news about all the cool stuff she discovers on the web. She’s in love with a boy called Tim, she’s owned by a little dog named Harry, and has an embarrassing habit of introducing herself in the third person. If you like, you can read even more about her here.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Melbourne has had a very mild Autumn so far.  Until just a few days ago the temperatures have been relatively warm – a few fresh mornings, but plenty of sunshine to warm the bones.  I always get a little crush on my city at this time of year when the leaves are vivid shades of orange and scattered all over the street.  Seasons make this little Queenslander so damn happy.

And then?  This week happened.  All of a sudden Melbourne’s temperatures have plummeted, the rain has arrived and the winds have been icy.  My workmates have been turning up in tights and boots, scaves, coats and sulky faces.

Winter is coming.  And it’s my favourite.

I got up at 5.30am this morning to start making this incredible stew.  I discovered the recipe earlier in the week and I was immediately hooked – it sounded so rich and decadent.  The killer secret is that there’s no stock, no water… the only liquid is strong, dark ale.

I left it to cook on my kitchen bench all day while we were at work, and by the time I got home it was perfect!  The aroma was so strong that I could smell it from the driveway, and my poor dog was wreck from the delicious smells that had tortured him all day.

So, trust me.  You really need to do this.  But don’t feed it to your dog, not even if he wags his little puppydog tail.

 

The ultimate Winter comfort food – slow cooked beef in beer
 
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For this slow-cooker interpretation of Carbonnades Flamandes, a Flemish stew made with beer, if you can’t find a brown ale, use a strong, dark beer (but not a stout).
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Cuisine: Comfort food
Serves: 6

Ingredients
  • Canola oil
  • 1kg casserole beef, cut into 1-inch cubes
  • 3 Tablespoons flour
  • 750g thickly sliced mushrooms
  • 660mL brown ale or dark beer (but not a stout)
  • 6 large carrots, cut into large pieces
  • 2 large onions, cut into eighths
  • 1 clove garlic, minced
  • 2½ Tablespoons Dijon mustard
  • 1 teaspoon caraway seeds
  • 1 bay leaf
  • salt & pepper to taste

Method
  1. Heat the oil in a large saucepan over a medium heat. Add the beef and brown on all sides, turning frequently, for about 5 minutes. Transfer the meat to the slow cooker.
  2. Return the saucepan to medium heat, add mushrooms. Cook, stirring often, until the mushrooms give off their liquid and it evaporates to a glaze (approx 5 to 7 mins).
  3. Sprinkle flour over the mushrooms; cook undisturbed for 10 seconds, then stir and cook for 30 seconds more. Pour in dark ale; bring to a boil and keep stirring to reduce foaming. Cook until thickened and bubbling (approx 3 minutes). Transfer the mushroom mixture to the slow cooker.
  4. Add carrots, onion, garlic, mustard, caraway seeds, bay leaf and salt & pepper to taste. Stir to combine.
  5. Cover the slow cooker with lid and cook on low until the beef is very tender, 8-10 hours. Discard the bay leaf before serving.

 

I’ve made some modifications to the recipe that this is based on, mostly because my slow cooker is pretty big.  You can find the original over here.

(Potatoes and peas would be an excellent addition to the stew although I really enjoyed the simplicity of this recipe just the way it is.)

What’s your favourite Winter comfort food?

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Tim and I are taking the first baby steps towards buying a house.

Given that neither of us are originally from Melbourne it’s been tricky to know where to start. We don’t have family here who can guide us towards (or away from) certain suburbs or tell us which areas are overpriced, and the places we’ve loved renting in are out of our price range. In fact the main problem seems to be that every suburb is overpriced – all of them – unless maybe we’re interested in commuting from Tasmania every day?

And sure, maybe there are other problems, like the fact that my heart is set on having a bit of a view…

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… a unique street frontage / facade…

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and maybe something modern and open-plan?

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I mean, I don’t mind if the kitchen is basic, as long as it’s functional…

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… and I suppose I could live without a shower in the bathroom for my very first house.

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Just as long as we can have a few friends over for dinner without being embarrassed., you know?

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This fixer-upper is back on the market again (maybe they have termites or something?), but ugh… Brooklyn, really?  I really would prefer to spend our $18 million on something a little closer to home.  I mean they don’t even have Tim Tams there.

But I do hope that somebody snaps up this little diamond in the rough.  I mean, it’s not perfect… but we all have to start somewhere I guess.

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A very, very funny clip to brighten up your Monday.

Hope everybody has an excellent week!

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Hooray!

I’m so excited about Friday that I could smooch it riiiiiiight on the kisser.  I’ve had a pretty good week really, but it’s been so frantic that every single night I’ve collapsed into my bed and been fast asleep before my head has hit the pillow.

Let’s hear it for Tim, who has been known to check on me in the middle of the night to make sure I’m breathing.  I guess I really have been sleeping like the dead lately.

Anyway, I thought we could kick off the weekend with some great stuff that’s been happening around the web lately.  Follow me!

Rules for life by The Bloggess.  It’s basically perfect.

The 101 Most Useful Websites of 2012.  Most of these are smaller sites or web apps that do one thing really really well.  There are some excellent resources in here – definitely one to bookmark!

How To Not Be Boring by Belle Henley.

Overcoming Procrastination, Money Problems, Self-Doubt & Other Creative Distractions.  Easy, right?  Not according to Chuck Palahniuk, who once wrote, “People don’t want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. Their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messes cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.”  I would love to see Chuck and Kate Reid debate that one!

And speaking of Speedy Reidy, Kate has prepared a complete guide to this year’s Eurovision.  It has been a long time since I have seen this level of dedication and statistical analysis, and I for one cannot wait.  Will we ever again find a song that can rival Safura’s Drip Drop?  Oh 2010, you smell like lipstick again.

Did you know that MoMA offers online courses?  You can choose between self-guided or instructor-led courses and some of the topics look great.  I wonder if I should tackle one of these for task #8 on my list

Skillshare is another cool resource for learning.  It’s an online marketplace for classes, and anybody with knowledge can apply to share it.  The best part is that the prices are extremely reasonable, and there are heaps of topics that don’t take themselves too seriously.  Courses range from typography to app-building to cooking and even makeup.  Heaps of fun to be had here!

How to network without feeling gross.

Georgia wrote a beautiful post about learning to live simply.

The value of ugliness by Clem Bastow, who writes some of the best opinion pieces out there.

How to break the online cycle of “compare and despair”.

GeoGuessr.com - Hello, gorgeous.  (Farewell, productivity!)

LOVE this DIY concrete letter tutorial by Wit & Whistle!

Today Kellie shared these cute ideas: DIY instagram wrapping paper and spotty jars with nailpolish.

I’ve been craving soups with this cooler weather, and I’m looking forward to trying these recipes for curried split pea soup with coconut milk and spicy sweet potato and peanut soup.  Yummo!

I’ve noticed a bunch of North American bloggers embracing spring and filling their homes with indoor plants.  I adore having greenery inside, so it’s been great to peek at other peoples’ green thumbs!  Check out Katie’s bedroom nook with mini terrariums, Rachel Denbow’s creative planter ideas, Kaylah’s pretty succulents, Elise’s beautiful bedroom plants and also her tips for keeping indoor plants healthy.

Allie Brosh is back with another incredible Hyperbole and a Half.  ALL OF THE FEELINGS.

Portraits of soldiers before, during and after war.

H&M Shows Collection On Plus-Size Model, Doesn’t Make a Big Deal Of It.  Are we living in the future now?  Hooray!

Design*Sponge shares the story of Crayola.  That vintage packaging is RAD.

Thanks to Nova, Kellie and Danielle for finding some of these great links!

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This funny little film popped up on my Facebook feed today and it was too awesome to keep to myself.  Anyone who is familiar with Melbourne’s pretty cityscape is going to love this naughty lizard!

Bless You is what happens when an architect in the skies tires of his creation and decides to spice things up a bit.  (The artist hasn’t actually come out and said this, but maybe the lizard is supposed to symbolise Myki?  You know I’m right about this.)

The man behind this short film is Philip Watts, a Melbourne-based editor with, you know, a handful(!) of TV episodes under his belt. His other passions include cartooning and animation, and lately he’s been putting them all together to make his own little films.  Let’s hope he keeps going!

 

Meanwhile, ever wondered what might happen when a hungry alien with anger management issues meets a faulty vending machine?  Vend Your Anger is a rough approximation of my most recent vending machine tantrum.  Only I’m pretty sure I didn’t look this adorable at the time.

Go and show Philip Watts a little love on Vimeo.  He’s rad.

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autumn

Remember when I used to pour stuff into my paper journals?  I was flicking through my old journals today and this made me want to start again.

 

I don’t even know how to write about my last week.

A bunch of stuff went down at work that I probably shouldn’t share here, and I’ve found myself kind of hiding from the world all weekend to make up for it.  To give you some idea, I am writing this from bed at 4pm on Sunday and there is a strong chance that I will not be changing into grown-up clothes today.

I’ve wanted to share a bunch of stuff here on the blog over the past week but haven’t had a chance to sit down and write.  So how about a great big linky roundup instead?

 

40 Things To Say Before You Die by Jessica Hagy of Forbes.  I’m working on #25 next week.

Beautiful photos of grafted cherry blossoms by Nova, a new bloggy fave.  I’m really excited for Autumn but I love that my Northern Hemisphere pals are starting to see signs of spring!

A love letter to my daughter on the eve of five years.  Keep reading for stunning photography and a dose of optimism.

Hello, I’ve got some sobering news.  My friend Kate has made a super brave decision.  If you’re the sort of person who looks for ways to improve yourself (or your life) you’ll be hooked by Kate’s energy and courage.  She’s rad.

How to crochet a granny square.  If anybody can teach me how to do this without throwing a tantrum, it’s Pip Lincolne.  But I dunno, my tantrums are pretty legendary.

The easiest homemade icecream ever. I’m going to try this soon!  Related: maybe I should finally buy the icecream attachment for my Kitchen Aid…

40 inspiring workplaces of the famously creative.  Mine looks a little like Alexander Calder’s right now, I think I’ll tackle that tonight.

The best smart playlists for organising your iTunes library.  I’m already a bit OCD about the state of my iTunes library, but there are some great tips in here.

 

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How about a bonus Currently post to round off the week?  Thanks to Danielle for introducing me to these.

Feeling: Well rested (perhaps too well rested?) but wishing I hadn’t wasted away my weekend.  I guess the last two days have been for recovery rather than productivity but something tells me I’ll get a surge of energy tonight to make up for it.

Watching: Earlier this week I followed a link to this incredible video.  It’s a TED talk by Frans de Waal, an expert in moral behaviour in animals, discussing what happens when you give capuchin monkeys unequal pay for the same task.  It’s absolutely incredible.  The video below is an excerpt, but if you have time to watch the full talk you’ll also hear him talk about cooperation, empathy and consolation in chimpanzees and elephants.

Reading: I’m trying to complete a Diploma in 12 weeks (!), so most of my reading right now is confined to badly-written manuals full of spelling mistakes and poor grammar.  I have so far resisted the urge to return them to my trainer with red pen corrections because I don’t think that will get me extra credit.

Thinking about: Old friends.  About 6 weeks ago I wrote about my old highschool best friend and the difficulties we’ve faced as adults. Since then, despite our best efforts, we’ve found ourselves at another crossroad.  I think I’m finally okay to leave that friendship in high school where it belonged and remember it fondly; some things just shouldn’t be so hard.  It’s taken a long time to find that kind of peace.

I’ve made a conscious decision to say goodbye to people who drag me down.  It even extends to the blogs I subscribe to and the people who pop up on my Twitter feed.  I love a little bit of snark, but I’m through with people who thrive on mocking and negativity.  There is so much more to life than being right.

Looking forward to: Winter!  Melbourne weather has finally taken a cool turn, but the last couple of weeks have been very mild.  I can’t wait for nights where we need an extra doona, hot chocolate and nights spent in front of the heater.  I’m looking forward to breaking in my new Banana Republic trench coat and taking a day trip to find some snow.  I hope that the late start to Autumn means that Winter will stretch a little bit longer too.

Making me happy: I had a particularly hellish day at work last week.  The next day I arrived at work to find that my desk had been decorated with balloons, and a handful of people in the know dropped in just to give me a hug and tell me that I’m doing a great job.  The support of my favourite colleagues has taken years to earn, and to know that it’s there has made all the difference this week.  Living well is the best revenge, and all that.

Because holy crap you guys, I love my job 99% of the time, but there are some days when it can go and suck a big fat bag of dicks.  

 

Right.  Perhaps I should get out of bed?

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Beautiful treasures outside ‘Mollisons’ of Kyneton.  I’d like to come back to this store with an hour and a fistful of cash!

The last couple of weeks have been strange, and I’ve noticed that whenever things in my life are out of balance the blog is the first thing to go quiet.  I’ve been taking a little bit of time to get my groove back and it’s done me a world of good to just press pause.

The Boston marathon bombings have coloured much of the past two weeks for me, and it didn’t seem right to talk about it when I had nothing new to say.  As the drama unfolded we were glued to a live stream of a Boston news station for two days straight, and it struck me how often I recognised a spot where I had stood just six months earlier.  I took a bunch of photos in Copley Square last October that hold even more meaning for me now.

Since my very first visit to Boston six years ago I’ve felt a kinship with that city that’s hard to explain, and I’ve had trouble getting Sweet Caroline out of my brain for the past couple of weeks.  Boston is the toughest city I’ve ever known and I don’t think I’ll ever forget some of these stories of tragedy and heroism.

(Tim’s sister was supposed to be working at the medical tent at the finish line that day.  I can’t even let myself imagine how different things might have been if she hadn’t changed her plans at the last minute – there must be thousands of people wondering the same thing, for different reasons.)

… and just to keep things interesting, while this was going on our little fleabag had a medical emergency of his own.  In the course of a single weekend we had five trips to the vet and he got very sick.  He’s on the mend and should make a full recovery, but man.  I love that dog, and he really gave us a scare.

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Today was a bit gloomy, and we decided it was a good time to get out of the house and see something new.  I wanted to see some pretty autumn leaves before they all disappeared so we jumped in the car and checked out two towns we’d never been to before – Macedon and Kyneton.

The foliage wasn’t quite as perfect as our stay in Vermont last October (that was magical!) but the colours were so much brighter today than I had expected.  I’m so glad that we were able to see it this weekend while so many of the leaves were still hanging on.

If you live around here, I bet it’s still going to be incredible for the next couple of weeks.  You should go.

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Wait a minute Tony, is that even true?

I’m going to let a clever gentleman by the name of Ben Peek answer this question instead, since apparently Tony Abbott isn’t all that great with numbers:

In case anyone is confused about this, the answer is none.
Do you know why?
Because seeking asylum is not illegal.

Seeking asylum is not illegal.  Seeking asylum is not illegal!  This isn’t opinion, it’s not even open to interpretation because seeking asylum is protected by law.  I cannot figure out why so many Australians don’t know this.  I can’t figure out why so many politicians lie about this.

How many people are going to let racism and fear determine their vote in September?  There are a stack of reasons to be angry at Labor right now (including treatment of asylum seekers once they reach our shores) but in the words of David Ewart:

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Think about the aftertaste.  Make an informed decision.  Our politicians don’t always tell us the truth, but that’s not a good reason for being an uninformed voter.

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I’m tackling a project to complete 101 Things in 1001 Days.  #59 on the list is Get some new glasses with bright frames.

Before I tell you about my rad new glasses, I’d like to make it super clear that this isn’t a sponsored post.  I know how frustrating it can be to read somebody’s blog and discover at the end of a post that they were paid to write it, or that they got stuff for free.  If you ever see sponsored content here on Scarlet Words (which is pretty unlikely, by the way) I will tell you before making you read through it.  I think that’s good blogging etiquette – and you know, just good manners.

So just to recap: This post isn’t sponsored.  Oscar Wylee has never heard of me or my blog.  I paid for my glasses, and I love them so much that I’m planning on buying a second pair.  I’m writing about them here because I am so happy with my purchase, and I was blown away by the price.

Oh, blogging!

Let’s move on.

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Last February I had my eyes checked by my brand new eyeballologist, who updated my prescription and took photos of the backs of my eyes.  While I was there I chose a hot pair of Bvlgari frames with more bling than I knew what to do with and I’ve been enjoying the sparkle ever since.  They’re perfect for work because of the classic wayfarer shape, and the diamantes make them feel polished.  They definitely get attention when I wear them.

However, I knew that with all that sparkle I was going to feel a bit too noice, maybe a little too Kath & Kim if I wore them around the house with my sweatpants.  I wanted to find a pair that was casual and fun, and maybe a bit more adventurous than my usual black frames.  After trying on hundreds of glasses at my local optometrist stores I decided to take the search online.

A quick Google search told me that there are heaps of online stores selling prescription glasses.  We have a few in Australia, but most of the ones I found looked dodgy and the pictures were too small.  There were plenty of overseas sites that would ship internationally for a pretty reasonable price – in fact, some of the prices were so cheap that I wondered whether they would even last, and whether they’d get my prescription right.  Were they going to use the best materials for my lenses?  Would they get scratched after a week in my purse?  I started to get nervous about spending money on something I couldn’t see for myself.

I’d heard a lot about BonLook and Warby Parker from American bloggers that I follow (my glasses crush is Keiko Lynn), and trusted the reviews enough to know that the quality would be good.  But I still hesitated because I couldn’t try them on myself.

That’s when I discovered a new Australian-based company called Oscar Wylee, and their awesome free 5-day trial.

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It works like this:

Start by browsing through the frames on their site, including all the different colour options for each style.  When you see something you like you can click the ‘Add to Home Trial’ button.  You can choose five different frames (or just five different colours of the one style!) for your free trial.

The trial really is completely free.  You will be asked for your credit card details during the checkout process and charged $1, which is refunded immediately once verified.  After this your credit card will not be charged again unless you fail to return the frames.

Aside from the fact that I really love their glasses, it was the packaging and no-nonsense delivery arrangements that impressed me most about Oscar Wylee’s home trial.  My glasses arrived in a beautiful fabric-covered box with individual compartments for the glasses I chose.  Inside, the glasses were packaged in individual plastic pouches and arrived with non-prescription lenses already installed, with none of those annoying stickers that you have to put up with at the optometrist.  You’re encouraged to wear them to work, out to dinner, and to get everybody’s opinion before it’s time to send them back.

The box also included a information about how to order, how to return, and a pre-paid label to attached to the parcel when it was time to send them home.  There was even a lollipop in the box to sweeten the deal!

I wore my glasses around constantly for the next five days, and it’s funny how much my mind changed during that time.  The glasses that I loved on Day 1 felt a bit boring by Day 3, and others were eventually dismissed as being too ‘out there’ for everyday wear.  I spent the last two days of my trial being completely obsessed with the frames in the photo below: Xander in Sapphire Tortoise.  Once I stopped being intimidated by their size I realised that they really were the best of the bunch.  Go big, or go home – right?

 

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Xander in Sapphire Tortoise – how pretty are those little flecks of blue?  The colour is definitely less intense without all the backlighting of a professional studio, but they’re much more interesting than your average tortoiseshell glasses.

On Day 5 I sadly sent my box of glasses back to their home in Sydney, which was just a matter of popping them back in their box and sticking on the label provided.  To console myself I jumped on to their website and placed my order, using the prescription I had obtained from my optometrist.  I had expected that the price would increase when I entered my prescription and was kind of stunned when I realised that the lenses were included in the price.

The final cost: $98.  Shipping was free, once again.

And look, I’m getting a bit gushy here but there are some other cool things to know about this brand.  I’m getting a bit long-winded so let’s just dot-point them, yes?

  • If you don’t need a prescription, you can still order glasses with UV-proof, anti-reflective, anti-scratch lenses.
  • They have a big range of prescription sunglasses too, for both men and women.  This is next on my agenda, and if I’m honest I might even be choosing the same frames again for my sunnies.
  • They work with your health care provider to provide the usual rebates that you would expect for your prescription.
  • Although they only ship to Australian addresses right now, international shipping is on the horizon.
  • This one is important: They have a One for One scheme partnering with non-profit organisations around the world to help ensure that many people in poverty-stricken countries will be able to obtain the fundamental human need of sight.  Hooray for global awareness and social good!

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Summary: Great company, beautiful glasses and the quality (and the price!) is excellent.  The prescription is, as far as I can tell, identical to the expensive glasses I purchased through my optometrist and I’ve had a couple of months to really test them out and be sure.

It’s not every day that I’m so thoroughly impressed with a purchase, so I guess I just wanted to spread the word!

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Insomnia by Brian DeYoung

by Elizabeth on April 13, 2013 · 0 comments

in Art, Cool stuff

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This powerful image is “Insomnia” by Brian DeYoung, who said:  ”I think it was only fitting to stay up until 4:05am to finish this…”

I first discovered this incredible illustration on Tumblr, and as much as I wanted to share it here I promised myself that I would track down the artist first.  It took a couple of days to work it out – even TinEye was no help!  Eventually I used Google’s image search and clicked on each result until I found somebody who was crediting the source.  Thanks be to Reddit.

Tumblr is such an incredible source of inspiration, but why don’t the people there understand the value of attribution?

Anyway.  Brian’s portfolio is full of pop surrealism like this, and some beautifully executed conceptual ideas.  Check out his blog and society6 store for more of his clever ideas.

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nutella-cupcakes2The Hummingbird Bakery is one of those legendary places that I’m yet to experience in person.

Tarek Malouf created the American-style bakery in London after spending a Thanksgiving in North Carolina.  While he was there he sampled the local banana cream and apple pies, and realised that nobody else in London was making this stuff.  In 2004 he found a spot on Portobello Road in Notting Hill, and the bakery quickly became known for its cakes, pies, brownies and cookies.  These days they have a bunch of locations in the UK and their cupcakes fly off the shelves faster than they can make them.  Seriously – 22,000 cupcakes each week!

I bought the cookbook a couple of years ago, and every couple of months I’d flip through the pages and drool.  It took us way too long to actually make something from its pages, but when decided to host brunch for our friends we turned to this book for inspiration.  After much deliberation we chose the hazelnut and chocolate cupcakes which heavily featured my favourite food group: Nutella.

The best thing about this recipe is that once you’ve made the cupcakes you scoop out the insides, fill it with Nutella, and then the next thing you know there are choirs of angels and this one guy is suddenly playing a harp.

Here’s the recipe.

Hazelnut and chocolate cupcakes
 
Sometimes chocolate alone just won’t do, which is why we’ve added irresistible hazelnut chocolate spread to these cupcakes. Decorate with hazelnuts for extra crunch.
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Serves: 12

Ingredients
CUPCAKES
  • 100g plain flour
  • 20g cocoa powder
  • 140g caster sugar
  • 1.5 tsp baking powder
  • a pinch of salt
  • 40g butter, room temperature
  • 120mL whole milk
  • 1 egg
  • 120g hazelnut and chocolate spread (such as Nutella)
  • 36 whole, shelled hazelnuts
FROSTING
  • 250g icing sugar, sifted
  • 80g unsalted butter, room temperature
  • 25mL whole milk
  • 80g hazelnut and chocolate spread (such as Nutella)

Method
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  1. Preheat the oven to 170°C (325°F). Line a 12-hole cupcake tray with paper cases.
  2. Put the flour, cocoa powder, sugar, baking powder, salt and nutter in a freestanding electric mixer with a paddle attachment (or use a handheld electric whisk) and beat on slow speed until you get a sandy consistency and everything is combined.
  3. Slowly pour the milk into the flour mixture, beating well until all the ingredients are well mixed. Add the egg and beat well (scrape any unmixed ingredients from the side of the bowl with a rubber spatula).
  4. Spoon the mixture into the paper cases until two-thirds full and bake in the preheated oven for about 20 minutes, or until the sponge bounces back when touched. Leave the cupcakes to cool slightly in the tray before turning out onto a wire cooling rack to cool completely.
  5. When the cupcakes are cold, hollow out a small section in the centre of each one and fill with a dollop of hazelnut and chocolate spread.
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  1. Beat the icing sugar and butter together in a freestanding electric mixer with a paddle attachment (or use a handheld electric whisk) on medium-slow speed until the mixture comes together and is well mixed. TUrn the mixer down to a slower speed. Slowly pour in the milk, then when it is all incorporated turn the mixed up to high speed. Continue beating until the frosting is light and fluffy, at least 5 minutes. The longer the frosting is beaten, the fluffier and lighter it becomes.
  2. Stir in the hazelnut and chocolate spread by hand until evenly mixed into the frosting. When the cupcakes are cold, spoon the frosting on top and finish with about 3 hazelnuts per cupcake.

 

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I recommend serving them with macarons from La Belle Miette because diabetes isn’t going to just make itself, is it?

This is also part of Task #71 of my 101 Things in 1001 Days project: Cook something new from ten different cook books.  

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The friendship contract

by Elizabeth on March 23, 2013 · 6 comments

in Friends, Life, Music, Videos

About a hundred years ago I had a best friend who I adored with all my heart.

The two of us were inseparable throughout high school and she became like the sister I never had; we were almost adopted into each others’ families.  As teenagers we could walk into the other’s house like we belonged there, help ourselves to the food in the pantry as though it was our own.  Her parents pulled me into line when I deserved it and celebrated my successes with me too.  As we got older her dad vetted the boys I dated and made sure they were up to scratch, and my dad checked the water and oil in her car every time she parked it in my driveway.

We laughed all the time.  We took personal responsibility for each others’ crises and wrote pages of letters in class.  I shared a level of intimacy and comfortability with her that I’ve never really known with anybody else, at least until Tim moved in with me a decade later.

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We both moved to different cities after finishing school, and as you’d expect our relationship started to change.  We made new friendships, and both of us had big grown-up experiences that didn’t include the other.  We were best friends still, but our lives didn’t overlap so much anymore.  The years passed and over time our best friendship was a more symbolic one.

She moved to my city when we were in our early twenties.  I had naively assumed that our friendship would once again become as close and easy as it had been when we were kids, but something wasn’t right between us right from the start.  She would say things that assured me of my place in her life, but then do things that made me doubt whether we were ok.  It was a confusing time for me and we never really talked about it properly.

Something terrible happened between us around that time that brought it all to a head.  There was a huge fight, and when we couldn’t patch things up we went our separate ways.  I don’t think we’ve seen each other since we were about 25, and although there were good reasons for my hurt and anger I have missed her every day since.

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Every so often I get tired of missing her and I reach out, hoping like hell that she misses me too.  Each time my efforts have been met with relief and excitement, but whenever it has come time for tough conversations about what happened things have always tapered off into silence.  She told me recently that the guilt she felt made it too difficult, it was easier to give up than to suffer through an autopsy.

But if we can’t talk about what’s broken, what am I to do with these fears of being hurt badly again?  Is it better to protect myself, even if it keeps my old friend at arm’s length?

Am I the one preventing us from moving on?

 

 

I reconnected with another wonderful old schoolfriend recently.  Kate and I went our own ways when we finished school, and although nothing terrible happened between us we drifted apart when we went to uni.  Sixteen years later she recognised my photo on Twitter, reached out to say hello, and now we’re making up for lost time.  It’s such a blessing to have her back in my life and I’m so glad to know her again.

Kate shared an article on her blog that resonated with me deeply: The Friendship Contract.  The author Kate Fridkis writes about her experiences with female friendships and the way that they so often end – in silence.

And the whole thing made me think about how female friendships work. How different they are from romantic attachments, much of the time. We share our souls with each other, our most secret secrets, sometimes, but so often, we don’t know how to fight. We don’t learn how to be hurt by each other and keep going.  [...]

I have always had close girlfriends. My friendships with other girls and women have often been profound, supportive, fulfilling, and desperately needed. For a lot of my life, I’ve had a best friend. And inevitably, something has gone wrong, and too often, we have split immediately apart, injured, trailing long filaments of messy emotion, but without attempting to bind ourselves together again. We simply don’t know what to say to each other when things fail. It would be intensely awkward, maybe, to admit that we are angry, fed up, that our feelings are hurt, that we feel neglected or offended. So instead, we just leave. Sometimes, years later, we come together again, once we are fully, separately healed. We politely avoid the subject of our former downfall.

This article was an aha! moment for me.  The uncomfortable truth for me is this: I do know how to fight well – especially with the people I care about.  I don’t seek out conflict, but if something is wrong between me and somebody I love I would rather lay it out and examine it than let it fester in silence.  My ability to put my thoughts and feelings into words are both a gift and a curse, as sometimes I forget that others aren’t quite so willing to fight, to endure a process so painful and risky.

My old best friend and I are trying this conversation again right now, for the first time in years.  I don’t know what to expect, and with so much at stake I’m torn in the knowledge that this conversation could end things for good if we don’t get it right.  I’m trying to balance this love for my old friend with my need for self-protection, and in doing so I’m asking her to engage in a conversation that she might well decide is all too hard.

I’m asking her to let things get worse, in order for us to have a chance to heal.  The difference is that now, finally, I will understand if she says no.  I will know that I did the best I could, and so did she.

The Friendship Contract is something to aspire to for the new relationships I will build as an adult, but Kate’s article made me realise that I can’t ask somebody to simply know how to do this.  There are other needs that must be met, not just my own.

Wish us luck.

 

JAMES BLAKE – RETROGRADE from martin de thurah on Vimeo.

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This is me, age 33.

by Elizabeth on March 19, 2013 · 3 comments

in 101 in 1001, Life

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Last Sunday was my birthday.  It was a pretty quiet affair this year; a lazy day of breakfast in bed, thoughtful presents, lots of phonecalls, and a couple of hours with my doona and an excellent book.  Outside the weather was rainy and cold which was exactly what we needed after our record-breaking heatwave.  Tim took me to Nobu for dinner and we had an incredible night together, dressed to the nines.  I even busted out the false lashes.

I was completely ready for thirty-two to be behind me, for reasons I’m not entirely able to explain.  When I look back at my last year I have so much to be grateful for: an incredible holiday to the USA (and much longed-for quality time with Tim’s family), hitting new strides in my job, happy milestones for the people I love.  It was a year of blessings.

But for me it was also a year for restlessness and sadness.  There were some long stretches of time when I felt pretty low – not depressed, just lacking my usual resilience to the world.  I felt the disappointments and unkindnesses more deeply during the past year, and found that it lowered my expectations of the people around me.  I hurt my foot and quit my running, I stopped painting because I couldn’t remember how to do it.

So I’ve been feeling kind of lost.  I’ve been treading water, waking up each day to go through the motions.  I haven’t been nurturing the parts of me that are most important: my health and my passions.

Thirty-three feels like a chance to get my old self back.

If I need more from the people around me I am going to ask for it.  I am going to ask more of myself and make sure that I finish each week better than I found it.  There will be more time for friends and drawing and being outside – even if my foot won’t let me run.  Food will be fuel, not feelings.

One thing I know about myself is that this blog is still a healthy, enriching thing for me.  My blog doesn’t overwhelm or dictate my offline life, but the interactions I have here do so much to enhance it.  I guess what I’m saying is that I love youuuse guyyys.

So tell me, what’s your secret for pulling yourself out of a slump?  I could use a bit of a boost.

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GIVEAWAY: one small puppydog!

by Elizabeth on March 12, 2013 · 9 comments

in Cool stuff, DIY, Harry

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I am thrilled to be able to offer my readers an exclusive giveaway here at Scarlet Words – a small dog!  It’s just a small gesture to thank you all for your comments and encouragement over the years.

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THE PRIZE:

Harry has spent the past few months growing enough extra fur for one (1) extra small dog.  Your prize will include all of the accessories you will need for your new pet: two eyes, one button nose, and a collar.

Some DIY experience is desirable.

FEATURES:

  • Obeys simple commands, such as stay! and be quiet!
  • Requires no food or water
  • Completely housetrained
  • Enjoys daily walks, but prefers to be carried
  • Will not chew your shoes or bite small children.

HOW TO ENTER:

  • Drink a large glass of water while doing a handstand, and film it.  First entry wins.

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(For sentimental reasons I have decided to keep the dog on the right.)

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Task #46 of my 101 Things in 1001 Days project: See the Red Sox play at Fenway Park

My initiation into The Cult of Red Sox began about 7 years ago when I visited Tim’s dad for the first time in upstate New York.  It was January, the snow was piled up high outside, and so we rugged up for a few days at their house and hung out.  Some of my happiest memories from that time were doing the New York Times crossword together, hanging out with Tim’s little stepbrother by the piano, and the 2004 World Series DVD box set.

Tim’s dad was very quick to ascertain the baseball status of the Aussie in his house as soon as I arrived.  He discovered that she didn’t have a team, she didn’t know the rules, and he had a couple of days to make a difference in the life of a foreigner.  I remember there being quite a lot of wine, attempted comparisons to cricket (from my highly-amused interpreter, Tim) and a couple of small interventions from the other members of the household when they believed I had reached saturation point.  

But his passion for the game, and for this team, was so infectious that I sat there for hours listening to him talk and watching the game highlights that he could fast-forward to from memory.

For Tim’s birthday last year his dad bought us both tickets to a game at Fenway Park for September, and the rest of our USA trip was pretty much planned around that date.

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I found Fenway Park itself absolutely fascinating.  It’s the oldest MLB stadium in the country that’s still in use, and due to the dense neighbourhood surrounding the park there have been some pretty creative extensions in its lifetime.  It’s one of only a few MLB stadiums that cannot seat 40,000 spectators, although its capacity has grown by a couple of thousand seats since it was built.

I was so lucky to be there with people who really loved and knew about the history of the park.  Without them I wouldn’t have known about The Lone Red Seat, which represents the longest home run ever hit at Fenway.  I may not have noticed that the scoreboard is still operated by hand, or that the scorekeeper occasionally sticks his head out his window to watch the game.  It was funny to see him chatting away to players from time to time.

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We won’t discuss the result of the game that day, or their performance throughout the entire season!  I’d rather remember people-watching the spectators, my spectacular hotdog and my very first pack of crackerjacks.  And I think I finally know my way around most of the rules.

PS: Good news for Elvis fans – I found him at Fenway Park.  He’s taller than I had expected.

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More photos of beautiful Boston over here.

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