Wednesday April 25, 2012 – ANZAC Day
Preface: Today is a sacred day in the Australian calendar, and can I preface this post that this post is is not about the day itself, and the ceremonies we attend and the thanks and reflections we have. This goes without saying, and with no disrepect, I just wanted to post on some time Tegan and I spent baking Anzac biscuits, as I overheld saying she would like to on this special day.
After hearing that Tegan wanted to bake some Anzac biscuits, I found that we had “most” of the ingredients, but could do with some shoring up. After cruising the various non-mainstream grocery stores, foodworks came to the rescue!
I waltzed in, and casually asked if Tegan wanted to make Anzac biscuits, and had her full attention and bowls at the ready. I thought as I wanted to represent the recipe’s heritage, I looked in my oldest cookbook to find it.
My first cookbook ever, with a Bill Ganger book in the background
The book was bought for me by the person I moved into his house on the Gold Coast when I moved out of home. (Mental note, I must find where Cliff is these days)
Mini me in action
She did such a great job!
Oven set, waiting for the timer
And here they are!
Before they were demolished, though there was another tray
Tegan joked about a family cooking competition with Tegan and I on one team, and Sue and Ryan on the other. She had the spunk to ask Mum who would would win…
Song of the day today is The Pogues – The band played waltzing matilda