We have been moving toward the no-dig method. I still seem to be doing a lot of digging. This patch was under a heavy mulch and all seemed fine, apart from the volunteer potatoes, until about two weeks ago when suddenly the mulch mostly disappeared and all kinds of other things sprang up. The squash plants are ready to go in but their new bed is not quite made yet.
Once again we participated in this activity of organised walks in support of the Diwan schools, bilingualism and Breton. Last year I was so exhausted at the end, I thought I was losing my vitality. This year, although I am tired, I am not that tired. I think it must have been the heat last year. Today we had splendid weather, a bit cool with a breeze and sun. Maybe three drops of rain fell at one point. The farmers were making dust clouds with their tractors. The trail we chose was approximately 15 km, that would be around 10 miles. We took sandwiches and set a slow pace. This is the turtle method I told my husband. There were about 8000 walkers. My apologies to those I could not avoid photographing.
So many gray skies
Make me blue
But as it’s a holiday
What can I do?
I’ll make a cake, I decided. We had a very nice crop of walnuts this year. There was a cake we used to eat sometimes a long time ago, between 35 and 40 years ago. I feel like I have escaped from a history book with all these preposterous numbers of years.
On the way between where we lived and where my parents-in-law lived, one could find at one of the rest areas this delicious confection consisting mostly of nuts with a bit of pastry to cover and caramel to hold together. Walnuts in French are called “noix de Grenoble” and this cake could be found when passing close to that area. My mother-in-law was fond of walnuts and so am I.
I did a google for “gâteaux aux noix”. Just looking at the images was quite cheering. The one that corresponded to my search is actually from Switzerland.
It takes a lot of nuts—300 grams, about 2 cups. I’m glad there were two of us to shell them.
Up until about age 23, I thought gravy came in an envelope or maybe in a soup can. I have cooked and baked a lot since then but I am not very experienced with caramel. I carefully followed the directions and exercised patience—it turned out good.
This is supposed to make 12 servings, each one over 500 calories. Oh boy.
The recipe is here:
Apples cooked in about 1 Tbsp butter and 2 tsp honey with 3 walnuts, a crumbled sage leaf and some cardamom. Purchased pâte feuilletée. Baked for about 15 minutes, then topped with ½ Crottin. Baked a further 5 minutes. Yum.
1 Free unpredictable creativity. 2 Strange fleeting taste, a whim. 3 A work of the imagination, a creation that does not follow the rules. …
I was a bit surprised when someone once commented on my knitting “oh, you did a point fantaisie (a fantasy stitch). After a while, I realized the French call anything that is not the classical named model “fantaisie”.
Mixing sweet and savoury is “fantaisie” and could be totally unacceptable for some people.