Morning I'm late again apologies, time truly does fly doesn't it.
So let me clock the positives and silver linings from the last 7 days
So last Friday we fancied a baking day, we'd both read about soul cakes which are a traditional cake based on a custom of 'souling' which dates back to the 14th century in Britain. This was where poor people including children went door to door singing and asking for soul cakes and in exchange the recipients promised to pray for the givers deceased friends and relatives to help release their souls from Purgatory. Each cake was thought to represent a soul and were typically marked with a cross to symbolize the release of a soul from suffering. The custom faded when the education act forced children to school although pockets of the tradition survived in places like Shropshire and Staffordshire into the 1950s. Then we discovered we already had a recipe in our English Heritage cook book so we set too making some. Despite their name they are actually a spiced biscuit with currants in and they were genuinely really tasty, this photo from before they were baked but you get the gist.
We had also carved some pumpkins, but I'd insisted that hubby bring edible ones (I hate food waste) and so the contents of the pumpkins were split. The seeds were roasted in the oven for future use.
Some of the puree that we made from the flesh was turned into pumpkin cake. It is a really heavy cake, but it is tasty and so we managed to use some of the puree. We froze the rest. I have previously attempted to make a pumpkin soup but they are always quite insipid that I've never had a successful one, so I'm on the hunt for another recipe that I could use the rest of the puree.
Then we made a traditional Barmbrack cake, which is an Irish recipe. I told my hubby that I'd never come across it before (my Dad was Irish) but as I started making it (it's a tea loaf) and read about the five traditional things that are normally baked into the cake which are
a ring for marriage,
a coin for wealth
a pea to represent that you won't marry that year
a stick as a sign of a dispute
a rag a sign of financial poverty
I had a really vague recollection that my Grandma had one once as I remember them cutting into the cake and someone finding the rag. It was so strange to have such a memory come to light and I checked in with my siblings and whilst my brother couldn't remember the items he could remember our Grandma making the cake and it was really tasty. Needless to say I didn't bake the items into the cake but we did enjoy it over the weekend.
Then my hubby finished the day by making a batch of granary breadcakes, so a very busy baking day which was most fun.
Saturday we were busy on with making things for Christmas so we were both in the craft room, but once I'd started making mistakes I decided it was time to quit whilst I was ahead.
We put the Halloween pictures in the windows and the pumpkins on the doorstep as usual but as we are at the bottom of a cul-de-sac and set back from the road we only got one set of trick or treaters but I felt like we'd joined in.
Sunday we walked up to the nearest village, we wanted to see how much had changed since our last walk as with the dawning of November the 'winter' switch seems to have come on. The trees are much more devoid of leaves and most are now yellow as the final nutrients are removed before the tree releases. We saw the farmer mowing a field of grass which is presumably feed for his animals over winter and stopped for a drink at the pub.
In the afternoon we sat and put a couple of films on and I sat crocheting which was lovely.
Monday through to Wednesday I was mighty busy at work as usual.
Thursday I had a blood test and then we went into town early as we had the theatre but had been pre-warned the roads would be busy with traffic for the bonfire and firework display in the main town centre park. There were very few shops to frequent (our town centre died many years ago) however, we did manage to get hubby's email address sorted on his bank account so we will consider that a win.
We had a lovely meal at the local college restaurant and then we went to see The Wizard of Oz (another musical) thankfully knowing the story we could judge where we were in the show and as all of the cast could genuinely sing it was a really enjoyable show.
So there we have it the positive moments and silver linings from the last week. I hope yours have been good too.
Hugs






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