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Thursday, August 21, 2014
Hand pitted fresh Okanagan Cherry Pie made with butter pastry
August is very special to me, it is my recharge time away from work and slow down and enjoy the fruit of the season. It is also when the baking goddess makes her appearance and even trumps riding a motorcycle! This year I decided to indulge in a bit of both I went on a 3 day adventure, that left me relaxed and happy. The day after my return saw pie baking time coming on, it's sneaky and insidious, before I know it I am stalking the markets looking for flats of freestone peaches. In my world nothing is done in small measures! Once I secured my succulent flat of peach beauties I had to wait a day or two for them to completely ripen and I placed them out in the warm sun and then it was time to let the magic begin.
I could smell the intoxicating scent of the peaches and could've stood there all day just breathing in the heady peach scent.
When I make pastry it is made with butter and not lard. I just love butter and I believe Julia Child had the right idea of cooking with it. I love the subtle taste of the butter and it doesn't leave a greasy aftertaste. I've experimented with different pastry recipes and I always come back to mine. So far we have gone through 3 1/2 pounds of unsalted butter, and a bag of flour, some sugar, as I don't like a lot of it. The perfect number of peaches in a pie is 7 to 8. I've peeled my way through 48 peaches and baked them all! Today I hand pitted a pound of Okanagan cherries and made a delectable cherry pie which my hub cut while still warm and not sure it will still be there in the morning. I made two peach pies, one for baking, the other for freezing. I also made a small mini peach pie as a gift for my neighbour because when bakefest happens I usually leave the front and back door open and the scent drifts over their yard and I thinks it's a bit tortuous for them to constantly smell the aroma and never get treats.
August isn't just about baking either, I also like to pull out cookbooks, browse through internet recipe sites and make beautiful meals. I cook with wine, butter, fresh ingredients and take hours rambling through the kitchen. We have had grilled fresh sockeye salmon marinated in maple syrup & touch of balsamic vinegar, served with a light salad & fresh corn. Another night I sautéed chicken in white wine, butter, shallots, garlic and capers, towards the end I added spinach and served it all on fresh pasta. My only regret is that I don't have this amount of time during non vacation times.
There is more to me than being a motorcycle chick, I'm a foodie and sometimes domestic diva (well I'm a diva all the time!)
Sunday, August 17, 2014
1939 Indian, beautiful!
Today hub and I were feeling low key and not into a lot of moto tripping, but managed to find a vintage bike show with a few other surprises. There were quite a few different brands and some of them were pristine restorations and a few looked like they had been rolled out of hiding in a barn.
I fell in love with this bike, it was beautiful and if I could own anything in the world, this would be it. I am not sure I'd ride it though, because it's such a piece of bike art, I would probably set it up in my living-room and admire it, now that is moto love.
There were a few really old cars and trucks scattered here and there.The thing that drew me to this truck was the chrome name plate and ram radiator cap. This old rusty Dodge Ram truck had a bike with a side car strapped to the flatbed.
All blinged out! This had more glitter and bedazzling than room full of girls in prom dresses. Kind of makes me want to break-out the Bedazzler and go to town on my saddle bags and sparkle up Scarlet. But I think I will leave that for awhile and I am sure the Bedazzler desire will pass.
When I look at motorcycles I see art and beauty. The next time you give your baby a polish, stand back and really look at it and you will see the magic.
There is something daunting about suicide shifters, and I'm glad for my toe shifter, but I am sure one would adapt quickly enough.
Little bit of this, little bit of that....
Gotta love a good Guzzi.
This beautiful old Studebaker was parked out by us as well.
Tuesday, August 12, 2014
@Moto_Diva: I leave my bike parked for 1 day and it's been condo-ized by a new tenant, by the way I am a spider phobe. At least the spider's colour matches the Honda decal on the tank, but trust me it's soon to be evicted from it's new digs.....
Monday, August 11, 2014
Sunday, August 10, 2014
This was definitely worth the U-turn! Moto fishing at it's finest!
The people in the cafe that this was in front of were looking at me with curiosity as I whipped a u-turn, pulled up and positioned the bike just so I could get this pic. From my perspective it was no weirder than eating in a cafe with a giant fish out front :)
After I left Parksville I spotted a motorcycle shop and saw these babies!
The rest of the journey was pretty monotonous because you end up on a regular traffic congested highway. I did meet-up with a nice couple on a Goldwing who shadowed me for most of the way home and they were leisurely moto tripping like I was. His wife gave me a thumbs up as I passed them to get out of the traffic congestion. We did exchange pleasantries a few times at lights.
I have learned a few things, I don't think I will ever be an "Iron Butt" rider and I am happiest chilling and enjoying the places I ride through. I also think as I progress with more moto tripping, a spot tracker is going to be in the cards and possibly a newer bike with a tiny bit more cc's, maybe 750cc just for a little added zing on the highway, but not much more than that. It will probably be more of an adventure touring bike that can handle gravel a bit better than a cruiser, but then again I am fickle when it comes to bikes.
I have come to the conclusion that an 'epic' journey doesn't have to be long or lots of miles of road ridden, but more about how happy you are during the journey and how happy you are at the end of it.