Fancy A Bit Of French?

I've been a busy old bee today with lots of things to do and keep me busy.

First off Phil and I have to go into town for his follow up appointment with the optician to see how his first night of contact lens wear went. We have to get into town for 9 am, only to be kept waiting for 20 minutes for the fat walla pseudo russian airport man to get his act together and to see phil. I'm quite angry when he waltzes over his voluptuous manner and so promptly leave to go do some shopping.

It appears that there is a french market in town today, so I have a gander around that to see what's what and thank the lord I've got no money in my purse since the mobile boulangerie was soarly tempting. Instead of the bread though I make do with a brownie baking tin and a jiffy bag and trudge back to the opticians to pick up Phil and we wind our way home via the super market to pick up a few more bits and pieces. It seems Phil's eyes have coped well with having plastic wodged in them overnight, so he's got the go ahead to wear them constantly for the next week until we have to go back to the optician to wait pointlessly for another 30 minutes or so for another check up. So that's good news, we've just got to keep a close eye out for any problems that may crop up.

This afternoon I decide to make some french fancies - cakes in other words. This time though they are made with a very light sponge and filled with french butter cream - sounds good eh? Only problem is they are an all day affair to make. Not only do you have to make custard from scratch (yes, I just about managed it without it turning to wall paper paste) but there is an extraordinary amount of chilling time involved too. Nonetheless, they taste divine, I just don't know when I'll have the energy or endless cavern on time to make them again heheh :) The only slight problem was when it came to the icing you're suppose to put on the top of them - the book said "split the icing into two bowls. Add a tiny drop of blue food colouring to create a pastel blue in one half and then add a tiny drop of yellow food colouring to create a pale yellow in the other half". Hmph, my hand slipped so the cakes actually ended up looking like a 3 year old had gotten loose with a crayola.

Sweet diddly going on this evening, with just the usual entertainment of x-factor to keep us occupied. Oh well, long gone are the days where we didn't have time to think on the weekends.

Posted by Abi on the September 9, 2006 9:58 PM