Monday, August 20, 2007

The joys of smell

Nothing beats waking in the morning to the smell of fresh baked bread!
I make ours every second day or so, and have done ever since we bought our first domestic breadmaking machine, 10 years ago. It's about the only domestic duty I enjoy.
We thought we could do without a breadmaker when we set out on our "Grey Nomad" adventure in 2000. But we discovered a bit of space in the caravan and bought a new machine in Kunanurra, six months later. That machine gave up the ghost (yeast?) last week, and I reckon that's not a bad span for a hot, handy household helper.
The replacement, by the way, is working well. It came, though, with a massive recipe book - I didn't know there was so much potential to develop the basic flour, yeast, salt and water formula.
The new unit (I call him Fred) even has a special, automated, nut and sultana hatch - fancy that!
But if you come to tea at our place you'll mostly get "wholemeal" bread. Come at the right time and you'll smell it, right through the house.
PS. In the early bread-making days I was a purist. I had a cupboard full of the separate ingredients and left a dusting of flour over most of the kitchen. These days I buy the pre-mix packs and, while they're (of course)not as good as my own the're very nearly there - and much easier and faster for busy people like you and me.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

We'll never know!

Spring has sprung here in South Australia, and everything's so green it just doesn't seem possible that we're still in drought. We drove west from Adelaide to the Clare Valley last weekend and the rolling hills looked picture-book perfect under spectacular cloud-spattered sunshine.
But all the farm dams were empty - just like they are over most of the nation (excepting much of the east coast).
Our weather is changing for the worse regardless of whether we’re entering "global warming" through natural progression or human mis-management. With world-wide unseasonable floods, heat-waves and miscellaneous other disasters coming more often, it seems we have ring-side seats for the beginning of a new era.
This is certainly a great time for scientific debate and newspaper headlines, and for our politicians in our current election season. We're fed, daily, with new forecasts of doom, and more schemes aimed at purifying our atmosphere and reversing the passage to disaster.
I can't help wondering, though, if anything useful could be done in Australia. We haven't, after all, been able to save our once-mighty Murray River system , despite generations of debate.
There's one thing for certain, though - most of us "seniors" won't be around for curtain call, and that's OK for us. But I wonder what's in store for our children, and theirs?