The end of 2012 hasn’t so much crept up on me as snuck in, wearing a balaclava, to bash me over the head with a baseball bat. Or a rolling pin. Or both. This year has been the best of times and the worst of times in all sorts of ways; most of the time it was about putting one foot in front of the other and keeping going.
So I don’t have a triumphant list of achievements to tick off – I didn’t climb a mountain or win a race (though I did run two half-marathons). I didn’t write a book or learn a language. I haven’t grown anything spectacular in the garden, unless you count letting all the silverbeet go to seed (it does look pretty impressive when it’s 6ft tall). I had lots of good ideas and acted on very few of them.
I was beginning to feel the year had been a complete write-off when I remembered my list of culinary resolutions for 2012. Let’s see how they went…
|The Nibbly Tea – one of 2012’s greatest hits|
1. I will learn to sharpen knives…. Well, my brother did give me a lesson and I did try, but I’m still not very confident about doing it. More importantly, I have found a man with a little knife-sharpening shop and I think it will do us all good if I support him in 2013.
2. I will learn to carve a
turkey/chicken/poussin/quail properly… Done. We haven’t eaten any turkeys, poussins or quail, but I can carve a chicken like a pro now, despite my lack of razor-sharp knives.
3. I will buy a
slotted spoon… Done. Thanks to my lovely cousin Rebecca, who bought me one. It’s a thing of beauty and I think of her every time I use it.
4. I will wear gloves to do the
washing up and remember that wet teatowels are of no use whatsoever when
handling hot oven trays…. Needs work.
5. I will delve into the piles of
recipe cuttings and cull them ruthlessly… Needs work.
6. I will buy a tart
tin with a removeable base so we can eat more pies…. Done! And I have an amazing book, Pie, to help me make more of them.
7. I will sit down to
eat… I am trying, honest.
8. I will not sit down to eat at my desk, if I can help it. Fail. Epic Fail. But there is no time at work to do anything else.
will just say no to the enormous glace cherry-topped macaroons sold at the
supermarket… Done! I bought one in the middle of the year, ate it in about two bites and realised the spell was broken.
10. I will remember how lucky I am to be able to have food in my fridge
and family and friends to share it with. Done. Often.
|The best sponge in the world – see Frankie issue 50 for the secret recipe!|
On that note, tonight we’re having six people for dinner, plus two excitable children. I’m going to see out 2012 in the way I spent most of it – apron on, oven whirring, dishwasher loaded, holding two conversations at once, glass in hand.
Thanks for your support this year. I’m looking forward to more fun and games in 2013.