Whisky: The water of life (and dinner)

I often use wine when I cook. I dont only drink it, I use it in the dishes too.

Many of my chicken dishes use wine, especially when baking the chicken.

A while back I purchased a bottle of Golan Heights Distillery Whisky. Its the first Israeli whisky and I think its pretty decent.

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So I got to thinking, if I can cook with wine why not whisky?

A quick google search showed quite a few whisky chicken recipes so I mashed a few recipes together according to the ingredients I had on hand and O. M. G! I wish the internet allowed you to smell images. This was one of the best roast chickens I have ever made!

Whisky Roasted Chicken
A dark roast chicken, perfect with rice and roast sweet potato
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Prep Time
10 min
Cook Time
1 hr 30 min
Total Time
1 hr 35 min
Prep Time
10 min
Cook Time
1 hr 30 min
Total Time
1 hr 35 min
Ingredients
  1. 1 large whole chicken
  2. 3 tablespoons whisky
  3. 2 tablespoons lemon juice
  4. 2 tablespoons silan (date syrup), you can use honey too.
  5. 1 teaspoon salt
  6. 1/2 teaspoon ground pepper
  7. 1 teaspoon basil
  8. 1 teaspoon oregano
  9. 1 teaspoon rosemary
  10. 2 cloves garlic, peeled and mashed/diced finely
Instructions
  1. Preheat your oven to 180C.
  2. In a bowl mix the whisky, lemon juice, silan, salt, pepper, herbs and garlic.
  3. You can give them a whizz with a hand blender but I just stirred them with a fork.
  4. Place chicken, breast side up, in a roasting dish.
  5. Using your hands, scoop up some of the sauce and rub all over the chicken.
  6. You can rub some of the sauce under the skin too.
  7. Keep rubbing in the sauce until the chicken is covered.
  8. If there is any sauce left, pour it over the chicken, it will mix with the chicken fat as it roasts and makes a delicious gravy.
  9. Roast, uncovered, for at least 1 hour per kg of chicken.
  10. Remove from the oven and let it sit for 5 minutes before carving.
Notes
  1. Serve with rice or couscous to mop up the gravy.
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Cheese, cheese, everywhere!

Shavuot, a celebration of the day the Jewish people received the Torah. As with all Jewish celebrations, we have special food related to the holiday. For Shavuot that means dairy.

Cheese, cheesecakes, pasta with lots of cheese and cream, ice cream, and most importantly (to me anyway), cheese blintzes. Yummy crepes filled with a sweet cream cheese mix and fried. They can also be made as savoury blintzes.

I found a recipe on Tori Avey’s site and modified it slightly. They were delicious!! Recipe below. All the lovely pictures taken by Paul.

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Fold over the bottom

 

Fold sides in

Fold sides in 

 

Keep rolling up and tucking the sides in

Keep rolling up and tucking the sides in 

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Cream Cheese Blintzes
Yields 9
A yummy sweet cream cheese filling wrapped up in a delicious crepe.
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Prep Time
10 min
Cook Time
30 min
Total Time
40 min
Prep Time
10 min
Cook Time
30 min
Total Time
40 min
Crepes
  1. 4 eggs
  2. 1 cup flour
  3. 1/3 cup sugar (I used cup for cup sugar replacement)
  4. 3/4 cup milk
  5. 1/4 cup water
  6. 1 tsp vanilla
  7. Pinch of salt
  8. Nonstick cooking oil spray
  9. Oil
Filling
  1. 1 package cream cheese
  2. 1/4 cup sugar (I used cup for cup sugar replacement)
  3. 1 egg yolk
  4. 2 tsp fresh lemon juice (I didnt have any and it was fine)
  5. 1 tsp vanilla
  6. Pinch of salt
Crepes
  1. Mix all the crepe ingredients together.
  2. Make sure the batter is smooth and there are no lumps.
  3. Transfer your batter to a jug for easy pouring.
  4. Spray a non stick pan with oil spray.
  5. Pour a small amount of batter (about a third of a cup) into the pan and swirl the pan around to spread the batter.
  6. Leave for a minute or two until the crepe is set, the exposed side of the crepe will feel slightly tacky if you touch it but not completely dry.
  7. Do not flip the crepe.
  8. Set aside on a plate and separate each crepe with wax paper or paper towel.
  9. You should get about 9 thin crepes.
Filling
  1. Mix all the filling ingredients together with a fork.
  2. The mix should be thick-ish and slightly lumpy.
Put together
  1. Lay out one crepe.
  2. Place a tablespoon or so of filling onto the bottom half of the crepe.
  3. Roll the crepe up and over the filling and fold in the sides.
  4. Continue rolling (and folding in the sides) until the crepe is sitting, fold side down on your surface.
  5. Set aside.
  6. Continue this process until all the crepes are rolled.
Final Step
  1. Heat a small amount of oil in the pan.
  2. Place 2 or 3 blintzes, fold side down, in the oil and fry for 30-60 seconds.
  3. Carefully turn the blintzes and fry the other side for 30 seconds.
  4. Remove from oil and drain on paper towel.
  5. Repeat this process with the remaining blintzes.
  6. Keep warm in the oven until ready to serve.
Notes
  1. The original recipe called for ricotta cheese as well as cream cheese. I didn't use ricotta and the filling was fine.
  2. If your batter is too thick you can add a dash more milk or water to thin it out. Your crepes should not be too thick or you wont be able to roll them up.
  3. You can leave out the sugar in the filling and add mushrooms, spinach or any other savoury filling.
  4. These are best served hot but I ate one that had cooled down and it was just as delicious.
Adapted from Tori Avey
Adapted from Tori Avey
A Bit of This A Bit of That http://gnatj.com/

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#Zombieprompts Week 19

Keep a gratitude journal for a week and share the entries.

Oh man, not only am a waaaaaaaaaaaaay behind on these posts but I need to keep a journal for a whole week? Nope not going to happen.

I will tell you what I am grateful for right now.

  • Summer
  • 2 beautiful healthy children
  • A surprise visit from my mom last week
  • A good job
  • Being able to order sushi for lunch at work
  • Awesome public transport
  • My new bra ((boooooobs))
  • My husband who made dinner last night
  • The beautiful city I live in
As usual, photo by Paul

As usual, photo by Paul

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A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Graduation

Last Thursday my baby brother graduated with a B.A. in Government. I cant even begin to describe how proud I am of this kid. He not only studied for the last 3 years but he worked full time too. He did all this with the support of his wife and son, who also deserve huge credit! Proud doesn’t even begin to describe it!

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My mommy made a surprise visit so she could attend the graduation and I am so glad she was there. Such a special moment to stand together with my brother in his cap and gown.

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Now, all these wonderful photos almost didn’t happen. At least, I almost wasn’t in them.

You see I had to get from my office in Lod, to Hertzliya, by 17:15 so my brother could fetch me from the station on his way to the graduation. A friend in the office and I mapped out my route on Moovit and off I went at about 15:00 to catch the bus to the train station.

I got to the station a few minutes earlier than expected and I saw a different train than I had planned was about to come in. So I took it. Without actually checking properly that the train stopped in Hertzliya.

You see, this particular train went via Hertzliya, it just didn’t STOP in Hertzliya. Which I only realised as we breezed through the station. The announcement for the next stop on the route came over the loud speakers. Haifa. An hour away. 

Whats a girl going to do? Settle in and read a book, that’s what. (Thank goodness the train had power points so I could charge my reading device aka my phone).

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Anyway, after taking some pics of the gorgeous Mediterranean, I got off the train in Haifa and hopped on the next train back to Tel Aviv. Thankfully I didnt have to wait too long. After another hour traveling back, I got off at University station in Tel Aviv and hopped on ANOTHER train to Hertzliya. Again, I didn’t have to wait too long and the train from Tel Aviv to Hertzliya is about 7 minutes.

I got to Hertzliya and after having some difficulty with the scanner reading my ticket, a very nice train employee let me out the station just in time to catch a bus to the IDC campus.

What should have taken me an hour took me just over 3 hours. You would think that since I was so late I would have missed a large chunk of the graduation ceremony. You would think wrong. I only missed one musical number by the local Wind Orchestra and the opening 10 minutes of the Deans speech.

Just so you can see exactly how far off course I went, I've circled the places on the map where I started, should have gone and actually went...

Just so you can see exactly how far off course I went, I’ve circled the places on the map where I started, should have gone and actually went…

So not only did I get to see my brother walk and collect his degree but I also got to go on an adventure. Good times.

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It’s a booby trap!

This article, about bralettes, came up on my FB timeline a while ago and it got me thinking.

I haven’t worn a proper, structured bra since I stopped breastfeeding Faith just over 5 years go.

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You see, I went from a milk induced, full C to a barely there A cup. The lovely lady at Woolies who did a fitting for me, rather rudely exclaimed ‘Eish!’ after taking the measurements. She may even have mentioned trying the training bras from the kids section.

Around this time I discovered bandeau bras at Pick n Pay. They were cheap, light weight, comfortable, came in regular or racer back straps and also, most importantly, came in a small.

Now as we all know, change is the only constant. I’ve gone up a jeans size in the last 18 month and somewhere along the line my boobs seem to have grown too. This is not a bad thing except gravity (and age) are working against me and I felt it was time to look at giving the girls a little more support.

I asked on a FB group and the ladies recommended a store in the local mall and I popped in there last Friday. 

I told the young girl at the counter that I needed to be measured. She tipped her head to the side, then the other side and proclaimed that I was a 75C (European size which is a 34B SA size). I asked if she was sure and she very casually reached over the counter, squeezed my ribs, then my boob and said ‘Yes, I’m sure’.

Okay then.

Credit where its due, she was right. I tried on 2 bras in a 75C and walked out with both.

Now, lets go back to those bandeau bras. They were soft and comfy. Sure, they didn’t give me any support or shape and they were not the prettiest bras out there but comfy. Did I mention comfy?

 

The new bras are very, very pretty. Lacy and blingy and pretty. And they give me a great shape. I look like a growed up and I actually fill out my tops now. But… OUCH! The band and straps are tighter than I’m used to and the under wire is poky. And yes, I checked, they fit the way they are supposed to. 

I suppose there are pros and cons (and plenty debates) to each type of bra and the bottom line is what I want to get out of the boob coverage I choose each day. So far, week days are for pretty, perky boobs and weekends its a toss up between bandeau bras and just setting the girls free. 

Ladies (and gents), what are your thoughts?

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Surprise!

A little bit of background…

My brother Matt is graduating with a degree in Government this week. This is a huge deal. he is the only one of the three of us to get a degree.

A few months ago my mom called and wanted to plan a trip to come for the graduation. But it would only be for a few days, we couldn’t take leave, the kids were at school and we decided it was too expensive to come for so short a time. Rather she would come for 2 weeks in December.

Fast forward to last Tuesday. My mom phones me. She is booking a ticket and she is coming on Friday. Don’t tell Matt!

The plan was for me to fetch her from the airport on Friday morning, she would go to fetch the kids from school and surprise them and then Matt and Yana were going to come for supper and walk in and be all surprised. 

Except they already had plans with Barrie for dinner. So I messaged Barrie who kindly cancelled his plans with them (without letting on why) and they could then come to us for supper.

Except now Matt was suspicious. But deny, deny, deny. No, mom is not coming.

To make the surprise a bit bigger, since Matt was already suspicious that she was coming, we hid mom in the laundry room when they arrived and told the kids to pretend Nana wasn’t here. We made mom wait for 5 minutes in the laundry room before walking out ever so quietly.

Yana saw her first and she was speechless. It took a minute for Matt to click and when he turned around there was mom.

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Its been a whirlwind. From getting the tickets to surprising Matt to organising who, where, what and whens. But its been so much fun!

Matt’s graduation is on Wednesday and mom goes back to SA on Friday morning. So a quick trip. But so special to have her here.

 

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Oh the guilt!

Oh the guilt! The guilt is strong in me today.

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On Saturday, Faith took a tumble on the grass. She landed on her right arm (the same one she broke before). She told us it was sore, but there was no bruising or swelling and she could move it, so we figured it was just bruised.

Oh the guilt!

On Sunday it was still sore. It was also still not swollen or bruised and she could move it. So we gave her a bit of Neurofen and she was okay.

Oh the guilt!

Yesterday morning (3 days later!!) she complained to me while we were getting dressed that her arm was still sore. We finished getting dressed and I took her to school. I fully intended to mention to Paul that she was still sore and maybe we should take her to the doc but I forgot.

Oh the guilt!

By the time Paul got home last night she was really miserable, her arm was sore and she refused to use it. So he took her to casualty where they x-rayed it and yes, she has a fracture in her forearm. They gave her a temporary cast and a sling.

 

Oh the guilt!

I feel awful that we didn’t take her right away. Or at the least the next day when she was still complaining it was sore. 

Rule of thumb is that if they complain about something being sore and then forget about the pain when they wake up the next day it wasn’t something bad, if they still complain, check it out. And I didn’t check it out! Dammit! I should have checked in out!

Oh the guilt!

She is, thank heavens, fine. She was a bit concerned about going to school this morning and a bit overwhelmed by all the kids coming to check out her cast. But all in all she was happy. She picked up a marker in her left hand and just started drawing, no issues, so I don’t think she will have any problems not using her right hand.

Now if only I could let go of all the guilt!!

 

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Meh

Just meh.

I feel like I should be writing stuff, interesting stuff, things you guys will find funny and relevant and interesting.

But I just feel meh.

I don’t even feel like doing the #Zombieprompts.

Meh!

meh

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#Zombieprompts Week 18 (so so very behind!)

If you were to run a Kickstarter campaign, what would your project be?

Right now it would be to manage a down payment on a house in Israel.

You need 20% cash (minimum) down payment and the housing market here is insane.

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Your Favourite Things – Faith

TV programme: Paw patrol, Peppa Pig, Avengers cartoons.
iPhone App: You enjoy Dots on the iPad and you like plating Minecraft with your brother.
Meal: Not pizza! You really dont like pizza and will eat pretty much anything other than pizza.
Fruit: Apples and grapes.
Vegetable: Sweetcorn and carrots.
Breakfast: As long as it has chocolate in it you love it. Nothing’s changed.
Drink: Juice and water.
Toy: Your brothers light saber, the little Star Wars figurines that come in the yogurt packs we buy and your Elsa doll.
You love: The park, especially the swings. You enjoy riding a bike. Your taggies, especially the pink one. Wearing dresses and skirts.

 

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Something that happened yesterday: You walked into your classroom, in fact the building where your classroom is all by your self. You’ve been doing this for a few weeks now and it makes me realise just how big you are really getting.

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