Showing posts with label school fete. Show all posts
Showing posts with label school fete. Show all posts

Tuesday, 23 April 2013

Pear Vanilla and Cinnamon Jam

Once a year I become jam making mama, and each year I tell myself that I should do it more often. 

I've mentioned before how huge the school fete is out here. So huge that I dust off the big pot and make jar upon jar of jam. So huge that it takes over life for the school community for a couple of months. A few years ago Neil helped to convene the fete - now that was extra huge! Anyway, that's all another story, what I wanted to record here was my latest adventure in jam making as I actually think that this is the nicest tasting jam that I have made to date.. 

Let me walk you through Pear, Vanilla and Cinnamon jam.

I don't hold any claim to being an expert jam maker...not by any stretch of the imagination, but I have to admit that if you have enough time on your hands then it's pretty straight forward and easy. 

I chose a Saturday when Neil and Sibs were away camping so I could take over the kitchen, plug in the ipod and make jam to my hearts content.

My choice of jam flavour was entirely spontaneous.....it was whatever fruit was on offer! At $1.50 a kilo, pears became the flavour of choice. So armed with a box of pears, a few kilos of sugar and a coffee I set myself up for a few hours of domesticity.


First step in jam making is to have plenty of empty jars. I gave them a wash in the sink to try and remove as many labels as I could and then put them through the dishwasher before popping them in the oven to sterilise. (more on that later)


It's very satisfying seeing gleaming glass jars all ready for the 'fruits of your labour' (pun intended!)


Whilst the dishwasher was doing its thing I got on with the slightly laborious task of preparing the pears.
First off I peeled them, then used a corer and slicer to cut them. This was pretty easy as the pears were quite soft.



 They look a little like hand cut chips here. I didn't get the weight of them unpeeled and uncut, but 40 average sized pears gave me 3.5 kilos once prepared as above.

I put a couple of centimetres of water in the bottom of a large pan together with the juice of half a lemon and added the pears and cooked them until soft. I made the jam in two batches so put in  2 kilos of pears in the first batch. I added some vanilla at this point. I only had vanilla extract in my pantry so I added a couple of teaspoons. I'm sure you could use vanilla pods or any vanilla flavouring.

Once the pears were soft enough to be mashed you then add warmed sugar. I warmed my sugar in the oven.



I believe that that general rule about jam making is equal quantities of sugar to fruit. So for 2kg of pears, I possibly should have added 2kg of sugar. However, I only added 1.5kg of sugar and it turned out fine.


Then you boil away - vigorously. The first batch that I made was just pear and vanilla and when I tasted it just before decanting into the jars I felt it was a little bland. The sweetness of the vanilla was nice, but it was a touch sickly. I rummaged in the pantry and found some ground cinnamon and added a teaspoon to the pot. This gave the jam a slightly darker colour and a lovely warm flavour.

Once the jam has been boiling for about about 10 mins you need to check if it's setting. I'm sure experienced jam makers will talk about the correct temperature for this, but I just use the cold saucer method.
When you put your jam onto boil put a few saucers in the freezer. To test if your jam is set, just remove a cold saucer, place a teaspoon of jam onto it, leave it a few second and run a knife through the jam. If it separates  then your jam is ready. I had to do this 3 times before my jam separated and didn't run together so the boiling process took closer to 30 minutes.


Once this point has been reached, remove the pot from the heat source and fill your jars. I would recommend the use of a funnel and rubber gloves as the jars can can very hot. Screw the lids on tight and you're done.



A couple of hints and tips.

If the labels on your jars are really sticky, tea tree oil can be effective in removing them.

After dishwashing your jars and lids put them on a tray and place in a cold oven. Switch the oven on to 120c and leave them there until you're ready to use. This will sterilise your jars.You can place your bowl of sugar in the oven to warm through at the same time.

If the jam isn't setting  (different fruits can vary with timing and sugar quantities needed) then you can use pectin/jamsetta. Just follow the instructions on the packet. I have used jamsetta in the past and it's rectified very runny jam.

If you spill any jam whilst filling the jars wipe away as soon as you can - it's much easier than trying to clean it off later.

Fill the jars as close to the top as you can.

Make sure the rims of the jars are clean before sealing with the lids.


My 40 pears (3.5kg peeled and chopped) made 18 medium sized jars.

When I make jam it always reminds me of a mum from the school. She was one of the Jam Stall Conveners for the school fete one year. Sadly and cruelly she passed away a few years ago. She was the one that introduced me to jam making when I told her that it all sounded too tricky.  I have her notes and some recipes that she gave to me and even though they are a little crumpled and splattered I always refer to them when the big pot comes out of the back of the cupboard.
So I'll raise my jam sandwich in your memory F xxx


Pear Vanilla and Cinnamon Jam (Makes 15 -18 jars)

3.5kg of peeled and chopped pears
2.5 kg sugar
Juice of one lemon
Vanilla extract or pods
Ground Cinnamon

Peel and chop pears
Cook in lemon juice, vanilla and a couple of centimtres of water until soft
Add warmed sugar
Add cinnamon  (approx 2 teaspoons).
Dissolve sugar and then boil vigorously.
Check after approx 10 minutes to see if the jam has set. If not continue to boil for 5 - 10 minutes before checking again.
Once done, pour into hot sterilised jars and seal

Tuesday, 2 October 2012

Newstead House visit

We are in the second week of school holidays here.
I'm grateful for school holidays. 

I love the change of pace that happens.

We are a small family, yet life seems to roller coaster along and it feels like Mondays become Fridays become Sundays. Anyone else relate?

So school holidays is a chance to apply the brakes and live life a little slower. I'm very fortunate in the fact that I can work around the school holidays. My employer offers a reduced working year scheme where I am able to buy additional days of leave and it means that I then get to spend the precious school holidays with my girl. I am so appreciative of this opportunity as it takes away a lot of the working mother stress and guilt. It also means that I get a break every few months - which is obviously rather nice!

I have mentioned before that we have a 'We should..' box. (blog post HERE). In this box we write down ideas for days out or activities that we want to do. One of the ideas that's been in there for a little while was 'take a trip to Newstead House. So these school holidays we earmarked a day and set off.

Newstead House back veranda and a picnic lunch in the gardens


Newstead House  (website - HERE) is located on the Brisbane river and dates back to 1846. It is  the oldest residential property in the area, which makes me realise how new Brisbane is.

It is filled with furniture and memorabilia from a by gone age and is a truly fascinating and beautiful house.

Newstead House - Morning Room, Dining Room and Drawing Room

As we wandered through the place the lovely gentleman that greeted us at the door came for a bit of a chat. At that point Sibs and I were admiring the drawing room with the gorgeous china tea set and demi grand. The conversation moved to the piano and he asked if either of us played....

Next thing he had lifted the rope that protected visitors from walking within the rooms and invited Sibs to have a play. She wasn't hesitant at all and made herself quite at home.

Newstead House - Sibs playing the Demi Grand Piano

Her repertoire was restricted to the current pieces that she is learning so in these majestic and formal surroundings she played.....'One Direction - You don't know you're beautiful' , followed by 'The Entertainer' and topped off with 'Coldplay - Clocks'!

By this time a few people had gathered and some tourists began to take photos! One man asked if she could play him some Beethoven. She had already exhausted her playing from memory and the only other music she could remember was chopsticks (!) so I got to take the seat and managed to play most of 'Moonlight Sonata'. I wasn't as comfortable as Sibs was with an audience....

It made a morning admiring a lovely house into a memorable occasion.

We always have to sign a visitors book

Newstead House, Brisbane

We've been ticking off quite a few things from our 'We should..' box this last week. I really should try and find the time to record our adventures. 

Just on another note, I seem to have been having a few issues with funny messages appearing on opening of my blog. I have removed the instagram button on the sidebar as this seemed to be the culprit and that should now be all good and safe - fingers crossed.

Monday, 14 May 2012

Happy crying and other weekend stuff.

 
Someone turned down the thermostat overnight and we woke to a chilly Brisbane this morning. It was a scramble to find the uggs boots to be able to get out of bed. I smile when I hear Sibs complain how freezing it is as I check the thermometer and it's 12 degrees... It will soon rise into the 20's during the day, but she went to school looking as if she was going on an Arctic expedition!

So before I tackle the mountain of chores that awaits after a week of just doing the essentials (school fete really does take over), I have to record a few things from the weekend.

Saturday was as full on as expected, but good fun. I think I was on my feet for most of the 10 hours. The sun shone and the local community came out in their thousands to support the school. There were many highlights to the day but the huge anticipation of the event - the fact that Sibs was tall enough to go on The Dominator....well, it never happened! 
My poor girl. By the time she plucked up the courage the queue was so long....and one thing after another meant that she never quite made it. I don't think it really mattered, she certainly enjoyed her day without it.

I mentioned that there had been some secret planning for Mother's Day.
Well I have to say that my girl reduced me to happy crying.
She had telephoned a local coffee shop and booked a table for the two of us.
All by herself...


placing the order and paying for mother's day breakfast.

It was special...really special.

Before all of that, I had to stay in bed whilst Sibs and her friend (who was sleeping over) clattered and pottered about in the kitchen. There was lots of giggles...
Eventually I was allowed out and had to follow the arrows to this -

mother's day table

best chocolate cake - EVER!

As I had been baking up until Friday night there were no eggs in the fridge, but a cake was made anyway!

I didn't care that it was made egg less! It was fabulous!

We had a late tapas lunch in Paddington with some friends
and then Sibs and I went to watch the Queensland Reds rugby.



It was a great game (although pretty tense at times)
and a win for the Reds finished off the best Mother's day.


Caru ti Sibsy x

Friday, 11 May 2012

School fete weekend



My kitchen was a biscotti factory on Tuesday...
It was a Welshcake factory this evening...

A few weeks ago it was a jam making factory...

I'm bushed!

It's school fete tomorrow and whilst I have been busy making, baking and preparing, Sibs has been getting herself  beyond excited. You see, this year she will be tall enough to go on all the rides - even the scary ones!

We've gone through the rules of the day a few times - no leaving the school grounds, one can of fizzy drink only, not too many sweets etc, etc but all she can talk about is 'The Dominator' -
which apparently is THE ride of the  moment.
School fetes are massive operations here - full blown fairground rides massive!

After the craziness of a full day at the fete we will be celebrating Mother's Day on Sunday.

I have been instructed to be ready to go out at 9.45am.
Sibs has been making secretive phone calls this week and has organised something that I don't know about. Then we are meeting some friends for a late lunch before heading off for a mother and daughter outing to watch the Queensland Reds rugby in the afternoon.

It's going to be a bit busy I think...!
I'm just catching a minute with a quiet cuppa and a welshcake before heading up the wooden hill to bed.

These two have made themselves quite comfortable in my bed this evening.
Move over...I'm on my way.


Happy weekend.

Tuesday, 10 May 2011

catching up

I haven't posted anything here for a little while...
I've tried but blogger wouldn't play and my Internet connection has been somewhat patchy too.
Anyhow, it seems to be back in order now so let me catch up...



Last Saturday was school fete day. I think they should re-name it school fete month!
School fete (or Summer Fair as it was known when I was younger) used to be a few stalls selling home made cakes, second hand books and toys, a bran tub with little cheap gifts and maybe some candy floss or ice cream. Here, the school fete has a life of its own. There is a convening committee,  individual stall conveners with folders and files of information , parents, grandparents etc making hundreds of jams, cakes, biscuits, sweets, painting, organising and generally working very hard!
We (and it was a team effort in this house) made buckets full of apple and blueberry jam, some red onion chutney and 200+ Welshcakes.
If you have a minute I'll share the 200+ Welshcakes story...

I prepared the Welshcakes in the kitchen, Sibs was the transporter to the bbq outside where Neil was cooking. After about an hour of this I had finished my part and went outside to view the efforts...it was dark by this time...there were no lights on...the Welshcakes were burnt!
Some were completely black and had been put in a "for us" pile. On closer inspection about 70 of the 100 were too burnt to sell at the fete!
"At least you won't have to make Welshcakes for us for a while" said Sibs.
Neil (sensibly) stayed very quiet and quietly got on with clearing up.

Later on he offered to help with jam making and wasn't too surprised when I told him that I could manage very well by myself thank you...even it did mean staying up until midnight!

Our freezer is now well stocked with blackened Welshcakes!

(If you want to know how to make non burnt Welshcakes, recipe here)

So fete day was pretty hectic and the kids had an absolute ball. Sibs was allowed to roam with her friends and they loved the freedom and independence. From last year's experience of being spent out by 9.30am, we rationed her money throughout the day. Every time I saw her she had a grin from ear to ear and something sweet in her hand. I spent most of the day helping out with the cake stall and Neil did his bit as MC.
We brought home some home made chutney and cakes (Sibs tried to buy some Welshcakes but the kind stall helper at the time explained to her that her mum had made them, so maybe she wanted something else?!)

That evening I left my lovelies at home with some friends and went out to celebrate a birthday with a friend.

After a few hours in a rather trendy place in Paddington we couldn't hear ourselves think let alone speak so we ventured to a quieter bar. It was full (so the doorman said). We think that a group of six mothers who had been busy baking, organising and generally working silly for a few weeks didn't quite hit the look of the clientele that they were after on a Saturday night!! Funny thing was, each one of us was more than happy to call it a night and head home for a cuppa! Yikees, that says a lot!

Sunday was Mother's Day here and it was also dads and kids clean up morning at the school. This meant a glorious lie in for me. We lazed around and then headed down to the river late afternoon and watched an open air movie.




No prizes for guessing what movie we enjoyed whilst lying down under the stars huddled under blankets.