It's a long way to the shop if you want a sausage roll

So why not make your own? They're dead easy, and they make all your friends very happy when you serve them, fresh from the oven, at afternoon tea.

I don't know what Bob Carr was on about*, I love a good sausage roll. So here's my recipe, adapted from the one given to me by G & R.

4 x sheets puff pastry - halved
1 kg sausage mince
2 eggs, lightly beaten
1 small onion, finely chopped
1 carrot very finely grated
1 Tbs parsley, finely chopped
1 tspn fresh thyme, finely chopped
1 clove of garlic, finely minced
juice of ½ a lemon


Preheat oven to 220ºC. Combine everything in a large bowl and mix well (I use my hands to mush it all together). Slice pastry down the middle and coat edges with egg/milk. Place an eighth of filling down one long side of each sheet, making sure you go right to the ends.

Cut each roll into six, and brush with a little extra beaten egg or some milk. Place, fold down, on a lightly greased or non-stick oven tray. Cook 15 minutes or until lightly browned.

Serve with tomato sauce, of course. Resistance is futile.

G x

*apologies for the NSW-centric reference. Bob Carr is a former Premier of NSW, who claimed he hated sausage rolls, they were "fat wrapped in more fat". And the problem is....?

Nothing like a rolling stone

...because, as you know, that gathers no moss.

I, on the other hand have been gathering moss (stich) like crazy.

Thats the back, and half of one sleeve, of Little Miss M's birthday jacket done. That's taken me 2 week so far, without really pushing it; about an average of an hour's knitting per night.

Maybe in the next day or two, with the back and sleeve done, I can justify to myself casting on a sock.

Waffling on....

Due to popular demand, here is my mother-in-law's recipe for waffeln (pronounced "vofflen" in German).

Waffeln are served at kaffe und kuchen (coffee and cake), the equivalent of afternoon tea in a country where they have no concept of black tea, and will offer herbal tea if you want an alternative to the strong bitter filter coffee they drink.

I celebrated my birthday this year in Germany, and was the guest of honour at kaffe und kuchen with the family. The photos are from then.

Waffeln

250g margarine or softened butter

150g sugar

6 eggs

1 tspn vanilla essence

pinch of salt

500g plain flour

1/2 tspn baking powder

250 ml milk

250 ml soda or plain mineral water

Cream butter or margarine and sugar until pale; add vanilla, salt and eggs and mix well. Sift the flour with the baking powder. Gradually add the flour, alternating with the liquid ingredients, until the batter is smooth and completely mixed (but avoid over-beating).

Cook in waffle iron according to manufacturer's directions, and serve with warm cherry sauce and whipped cream.

This recipe makes a whopping great pile of waffles:

Warm Cherry Sauce

440g tin of cherries in syrup

1/2 tspn vanilla essence

1 Tbspn cornflour

Place the cherries, including syrup, and vanilla in a small saucepan. Bring to the boil over a medium heat before reducing heat to a simmer. Mix cornflour to a thin paste with water; add to simmering cherries and simmer until sauce thickens. (You may wish to add more cornflour for a thicker sauce) .

Waffeln can be packaged up and frozen; defrosted and gentley warmed they are just as good as when freshly cooked.

Now, I know lots of you have had waffles in one form or another before - what's your favourite topping? Or addition to the batter?

Sock it to me

Until yesterday, I was a sock avoider, surrounded by knitterly friends whose needles just seem to drip gorgeous socks. But I had a self-confessed phobia - I'm not sure if it was the skinny little needles, the 4-ply yarn, all those stitches or the thought of making my knitting go around a corner that really kept me off the socks. I don't like to think that I scare easily - so it was probably a combination of all those things.

That's not to say I hadn't tried in the past - despite my misgivings, I will always give something new a go - but stitches slithering off needles, joining the round only to find 6 rows later I've twisted it, knitting for hours and seeming to get nowhere...my early efforts always ended in despondent frogging.

I've been working myself up to this for a while now. I attended Ms Spider's sock workshop as part of the Knit1Blog1 exhibition, I mass-purchased sock yarn in that mecca of sock yarn, Germany, and I've been hanging out with sock-knitters, asking questions and soaking up some of the sock vibes.

So, yesterday, I took the plunge.

I'm a bit of a needy sort of gal, so knowing I'd never do it on my own, I invited some of my lovely, supportive enabling knitter-friends over, bribed them with food and the chance to meet Pirate Jim, and sat down to knit me a sock.

We had waffles, traditional German afternoon tea fare when served with warm cherry-sauce and whipped cream (huge thanks to Bells, who saved my skin by slaving over the waffle iron):

Disclosure: this is a stunt-waffle, taken in Germany. My pics from yesterday turned out rubbish.

After much discussion (and waffles, and blue cheese pastries and sausage rolls and bubbly), the consensus was that, given my fears, I would start with the mini-sock pattern from the Socks 101 tutorial form Knitty.

With 8ply (Cleckheaton Country) and 4.5mm dpns, I cast on, and managed to not twist it.


With my cheer-squad egging me on, I made it to the heel without incident. And with some expert hand-holding (metaphorically speaking), turned that corner.

I worked on - luckily we had plenty of sustenance, and my Beloved to refill the teapot when the going got rough. Thirsty work, this sock knitting.

Finally....a sock! Granted, a teddy-sized sock, but a sock, in form and function, nonetheless.

Take that, sock phobia! Begone, Sock Monkey on my back! I plan to finish the back of Little Miss M's red jacket tonight, and then I will let myself cast on an actual, real, adult sized sock.

My warmest, heart-feltest thanks to my gorgeous enabling friends, who helped me through and brought lovely things to share yesterday afternoon: Bells, Jejune, Othlon (and her lovely boy, who put up with a group of sugared-up knitters hollering and whooping over socks, of all things), Mick, Taph, Happy Spider and Olivia.

I'd better get cracking on that red jacket, there's socks to be knit! Bring. It. On!

Getting tense over gauge

Much to my astonishment, when Beloved's younger brother's daughter was born at the end of 2004, I was asked to be her god-mother (oh, stop laughing. It's true!). I take my god-motherly duties very seriously, and part of this is the supply of one jumper, custom-knitted, on the occasion of Little Miss M's birthday at the end of October. Knitting is one thing that my gorgeous, talented and very capable SIL (whom I adore!) can't do, so I like to flaunt my skills, as limited as they are. (Hmmm, I'm not sure that makes me sound like a nice person!)

This year, I've had my heart set on the Coloquinte jacket from Buton D'Or Catalogue #11.

Since I'm such a cable expert these days (ahem) thanks to the excellent teaching skills of Five Ferns, I was dying to give this a go.

The recommended yarn, "Dune" is described on the webpage as "heavy worsted", with a recommended gauge of 15 sts on 5mm needles. I was stoked, because those things suggested "12 ply" to me. And frankly, any pattern that's not "worsted" is a winner in my (Australian) book.

The pattern itself had a gauge of 15 sts on 6mm needles over stocking stitch. I figured that 12ply has a recommended gauge of 16.5 sts on 6mm needles, and since I usually have to go down a size to get the right tension, I should be able to hit the required 15 sts.

Hallelujah, I thought. Order 12ply classic in Tuscan from Bendy I did. Yoda I channelled.

The yarn finally arrived just before PJ's birthday weekend, so I didn't have much chance to start swatching until the start of the week. And here began my troubles.

I started with the recommended sticks, just to see: I got 16.5 sts on 6mms. Great, I thought, I'm right on the suggested gauge for a yarn - for once! Just not the right gauge for this pattern.

Up to 6.5 mm - but sadly, I only got to 16 sts over 10 cm. And the fabric was way too loose and open. Not suitable for a cool weather jacket all. And nowhere near 15 sts.

I was shattered. Clearly to get to 15 sts I was going have to use 7 or even 7.5 mm needles, and it would be more 80's style net top than winter jacket. Crushed. Damn you, foreign weird gauge yarns!! What am I doing wrong?

But that was then, and this is now. I enlisted the help of Bells (one of the Chosen Ones) to trawl Ravelry for me, too no avail. (I'd link to Ravelry, but those who are in, well, you know all about it, and if you're not, too bad. 8580 ahead of me. I wonder if you can queue jump on the basis of need?)

In the meantime, I mooched around my patterns and books, and came across this in Adorable Knits by Zoe Mellor*. I went "meh, why not", swatched, and was SPOT ON.

Maybe one day I'll just have a bash at the Coloquinte with 12 ply, and see what happens. In the meantime, wish me luck. I think the only thing more boring that garter stitch is moss stitch. I'd rather even do 1x1 rib. But I'm not going to argue with the Gauge Godess. And then there's the zip.

To keep it even more interesting I've only got 400g of yarn - more than enough for the Coloquinte, but only just enough for the Moss Stitch Jacket. Hence my swatch isn't cast off - I frogged it and re-knit it.

It needs to be in the post to Germany by mid-October. It's going to be close!

G x

*That's where the star sweater comes from, MadMad. I'm sorely tempted on the pirate jumper, but not sure I can face all that intarsia in more than 2 colours.

Two candles on the cake

We had great fun celebrating Pirate Jim's second birthday on the weekend. Despite my disorganisation and last minute changes to the guest list, it was, in the end all about PJ and making it fun for him. We were joined by Nana and Grandpa, who came from Far Away and stayed all weekend, much to PJ's joy (and ours too, when we could shuttle him downstairs at 630 am and go back to bed for an hours extra sleep!), and Tante Mia, who came from Not Quite So Far Away.

There were lots of gifts, lots of wrapping paper debris, lots of laughs, lots of cuddles and lots of fun.

I know he's got a lot of fans out there, so I thought I'd share some photos from the day.

Grandpa gave PJ a truck. After dinging every piece of furniture in the lounge room and the bin taking a fatal hit, we've taken it downstairs til he gets his full licence.

Nana gave PJ a blackboard. It's dangerous work, being an artist - hardhat is complusory.

We gave him a trainset. Our loungeroom is now known as the Island of Sodor.

Then there was cake. I'm a little bit proud of my efforts this year.

But what made me so proud was that PJ blew out the candles all by himself.

Luckily, I decided to whip up the fairy cakes to take to childcare the following day before we did the cake cutting. Lucky, because the oven blew up, and there wouldn't have been any cake at all if I hadn't distracted PJ with a balloon and snuck this one away before he could do much more than eat a few smarties off the top. Smooth off the icing, replace the smarties, and Bam! Flash cake for childcare! Does that make me a bad mama??

So I'm afraid I can't report on the best wine match for green-iced dinosaur cake - but bubbly went very well with the pistachio biscuits, apricot slice and cheese platter. It also went quite well with the little frankfurts!

Thanks everyone for you birthday wishes for PJ - he sends big kisses.

G x

Rock on!

Look what I got! The lovely Bells tagged me:

I feel very special, my first award! So now I have tag five others, whose blogs I love going back to, who I adore as friends of the local or cyber variety and who make this bloggin' world go round.

Lots of gals I know have already been tagged, so hopefully I'm not doubling up. In no particular order:

kms, in a room of her own, who introduced me to bothe blogging and SnB

Tanya, the Knitting Barrister, whose take-up of knitting leaves me agog

Kuka, of the Krafty variety

Five Ferns Fibreholic, who taught me how to cable

and finally the lovely Twitchy Fingers

Keep up the great work!

G x