Genetics…

Autosomal dominant, anyone? We have 3 lambs that aren’t panda lambs. Defying the odds 🙂

Photo of the day (I’ve lost count.. 8? 9?)

I just loved the colours the other day. Great light. Our trees are growing! Yay. Getting 2 cherry blossom and a few more apple trees to plant in the corner. Someday we will get the house actually properly finished (since 1991 we’ve been at it I believe).

Braised Pork with Rosemary (Thank you @donalskehan and @Bordbia)

So during the week the wonderful Bord Bia sent a rake of us Irish Foodbloggers (I am soo a Foodblogger now) about half a tonne of quality assured Irish pork each, much to our delight! It was terribly exciting to receive such a treat and I was ever so grateful. And so were my family, whom I stood over with a wooden spoon and made (though they didn’t seem to mind at all?!) taste the pork and report back.

So I unwrapped the super cool string and paper (Brings me back to the times of yore. That I’ve seen in films. Cos I wasn’t actually around then). There is something really cool about unwrapping meat when it’s in paper and tied in string. It was that white waxy paper too. Yeah. Pretty darn cool.  I got 2 massive pieces that one may call a rack of pork or pork rib roast. Anyway, so I unwrapped the paper and plopped it on the table, took a seat, crossed my arms, and stared at it, waiting for inspiration to come. But it didn’t so I put it in the fridge and dutifully went back to learning about Rheumatoid arthritis.

Aaaand naturally lasted about 10 minutes before I gave up and went searching for my favourute cookbook – The Silver Spoon (which I got as a present and love to bits) i.e. the cookbook that all Italian people have in their house. It’s giant. A giant book full of boootyfull recipes (like my gelato recipes to come). And began to leaf through it in hope of inspiration. And then it came to me. Cos I looked at the recipe.

Braised Pork with Rosemary.

I’m totally on a rosemary binge these days. And just happened to have fresh rosemary in the fridge, yay! So here’s whatcha need to make this amazingness

A good bordbia quality assured piece of pork (Mine was about 4 ribs, great lean pork)
A wee onion. Or about half a medium. Finely chopped
1-2 cloves of garlic. Finely chopped
About 2 sprigs of yummy rosemary.
Salt and pepper to taste
About 2 spoons of butter.
About 6 spoons of olive oil.
150mls of white wine (Or do what I do and pour it in til it looks right)
A teaspoon of dijon mustard.

Whatcha do:

  1. Preheat the oven to about 150 degrees (C).
  2. Righty oh. Dry your pork with some kitchen paper. (Ah Julia Child, you have taught me well) And season it!
  3. Get your rosemary and cut it into a few pieces. and stick it into the pork in various places. You may brandish it first if you so choose. And be a musketeer or something of the sort. As I am in my cistin!
  4. Then tie it up if you need. I didn’t.
  5. Heat up your butter and about 4 tbsp of the olive oil in an ovenproof pan (Mine is missing so you can do it in a pan and then a casserole dish with a lid) til its nice and hot (but not smoking)
  6. Pop in your pork and brown on all sides and looking loverly.
  7. Then throw in your onions and garlic and the rest of the rosemary (which you will have chopped roughly) and let cook for a few mins until they’re just soft.
  8. Then pour in your wine, let it do the cool professional looking sizzle thing, and let it reduce down until barely any liquid left.  Nom.
  9. Fire it in the oven, covered, for about an hour and a half. More if its a big giant piece of pork obviously!
  10. When I took mine out to cut it into slices it fell off the bone. It was delightfully tender.
  11. But wait. There is more deliciousness. Get your yummy cooking juices- and add the last bitta your olive oil (Ha, you thought I’d forgot, didn’t you) and your mustard, and season to taste. Serve with your pork (It’s gorgeous).

This was really good. So good in fact that I forgot to take photos of the final product but heres what it basically looked like:

But browner and tender and yummilicious 🙂

Oh and the famille absolutely loved it. They kept remarking what a fantastic cut of meat it was (we’s country folk) which I interpreted as ‘Gee Sarah, you are like the best chef everrrrr’ although I’m pretty sure they were actually attributing it’s tastiness not to my seasoning and effort but to the meat itself. I will blatantly ignore that and go with the former.

More recipes to come…

Photo of the Day 07

Cos it’s been a farmery day, and this is representative of that.

Which I shall describe in detail at a later date as am really quite tired today.

But probably have a pet lamb now. Super cute tho. A pandalamb :)Will get a pic tomorrow as is intent on following me around. Basic story is that Mommysheep had a difficult birth, and rejected her second adorable lamb. And now that second adorable lamb keeps following me around. And bleating like mad. She is actually adorable 🙂

That’s my story.

Also, braised pork with rosemary was loooovely:

Thank you bordbia. Recipe after exams!

Photo(s) of Day 06: High Maintenance Horse, eh?

So, the deal is that Hope is a bit mad. It’s bred into her. She has four white feet and she’s brown. And apparently the horsey people say that that = mad horse. Well it works, cos she’s a stark raving lunatic most of the time. And she loves attention. She is a spoiled teenage brat. I still love her though!

So while I was out getting photos (and attention from Betty, who normally takes a waddle over to me to see if I brought her food) I spied the these two having a little tiff:

Murphy appeared to be getting Hope all annoyed. And we know that Hope does not like to be annoyed. She prefers to be annoying. Annoying Nick in fact. So Hope decided to express her annoyance physically, and did this:

And skulked off, happy with her little show!

Murphy still loves her. He looks after her, knowing that someday, he’ll be able to tell her how he feels.. And hope that she will return his love. (She won’t, she likes Nick) (Oh and Nick doesn’t like her back) That’s just the way these horses roll.. Its like farmyard ‘Days of our Lives’. (I choose that cos only one of those shows I know of, thank goodness, and that’s cos of friends. Not so sure if it exists but you get what I mean)

Just thought I’d share that with ye all. Y’know like. Seeing as my brain is non-functioning these days. Mush I tell you, mush.

Proof of Gelato…

This is taken on my phone as was too lazy to find proper camera but:

What’s more, it’s the real deal. Italian recipe from my Italian Mammy (i.e. the one who I lived with for a few weeks in Italy). I made it with 70% chocolate and it’s chocolatey heaven. And I shall share that recipe with you. But first go get yourself an ice-cream maker. You can’t make it without an ice-cream maker and don’t try.

Photo of the day 05

Awwwwww…

Photo of the day 04

Another of my favourite oldies:

I do believe I was attempting to say something to the tune of

‘Ah here, you with the city accent, I’ll show you how that’s done. (Alternatively, ‘Out of the way Boy, I’ll show you how it’s done’) You in the dress, get back from these, this is no place for you.  Hup there lambs, dhrink up’

Photo of the Day 03

This is very possibly my very favourite photo. Ever.

It is just fantastic. Well done to Daddy-oh for getting that one, many many a year ago.

Photo(s) of the day 2

For the record, Hope did wreck his head for at least 5 minutes beforehand. She is quite high maintenance.

Hope, Murphy, Nick. They were picking on Nick 😦 Poor Nick.