The Boathouse, Palm Beach

After days of torrential rain, the sun came out strongly and brightly at lunchtime today. Mum and I were about to head home from the shops, but decided that Palm Beach was calling us. More specifically, The Boathouse. (They also have a lovely blog here)

I only discovered this place a year ago when my husband and I were passing by. He saw it by chance, and thought it would be right up my alley. So true.

I've had a minor love affair with Pittwater and the Northern Beaches since the first time I came up here when I was on holiday from England. The paradise-like beaches that I saw every day via Home & Away. And Avalon would have to be my favourite Sydney suburb (if you can really call it Sydney). The vegetation makes it feel degrees further north of Sydney in terms of how tropical it is, beautiful bright flowers and verdant green plants, which are matched by the houses and lifestyle. I get that holiday feeling even when I just pop up for a few hours.

The Boathouse just about sums up the Palm Beach experience as an outsider. It sits on the edge of Pittwater, just a stone's throw to the ocean, looking across to Currawong beach and West Head.  Peaceful yet alive. The Boathouse has been subtly decorated, a modern beach house that is airy and light yet filled with individual pieces of furniture, and bountiful with baskets of seasonal produce.

The Boathouse

 

Need I say more?
Well yes, the food is also outstanding. The menu is not huge, but it does the classics in a refreshing way. Fish & Chips, steak sandwich and burgers all make the cut for the lunch menu, along with a bucket of prawns. The fresh fish also varies all the time - we tried the kingfish, along with the salt and pepper squid with a light asian salad. Perfect for  sunny Sydney lunch.

Kingfish with Asian salad

Salt and pepper squid with Japanese salad and wasabi dressing

And we had a visit from a Pelican to top off our visit

Looking back to the Pittwater beach side

The sea plane jetty - yes you really can arrive by sea plane

Anglo-Australian dinner

In Sydney the weather has changed overnight. Probably because my mum is visiting from Perth. It hasn't properly rained in months here, but we've just had 120mm in 24 hours.

All for the good though, as I suddenly felt like re-creating a dinner we had with the Rule family when we were on holiday in Yorkshire. Roast dinner doesn't feel right when it's 30 degrees and you need to feel strong to even put the oven on. But the constant rain and lower temperatures have made me much more inclined to take my time again in the kitchen.

Tom Rule also gave me a fabulous lesson in Yorkshire puddings when I was there. No 'only in Yorkshire talk', he made me feel that it was entirely do-able, and told me that he had taught himself. That totally bolstered my confidence, as I thought it would be the age-old tale of the family recipe that had been passed down.

The key, he told me over and over, was super hot pans that are pre-heated, along with the vegetable oil (that sits in the muffin pan). You've also got to be super-organised so that you can leave the Yorkshire puds until the last minute, and not need to open the oven. If you do that it takes all the puff and rise out of the puds, and they collapse on the spot.

He recommended Jamie Oliver's recipe, so we went with that.

 

My first yorkie puds. A very proud moment!

Of course, this has to be accompanied by all the usual suspects: beef, roast potatoes and parsnips.

 

I ground some black peppercorns and sea salt to roll the beef into.

 

Searing the beef prior to roasting in the oven.

 

Beautiful beef. It disappeared within 10 minutes flat.

 

Maybe not the perfect match to the meal, but I felt like whipping up a pavlova. Perfect way to end a lovely family dinner.

last days of summer

From a baking hot summery day yesterday to about 20 degrees today, we Sydneysiders know that autumn is coming.

I'm enjoying the last of the summer ingredients. So, this was yesterday's salad. It was perfect.
Mum, I'm hoping to make you a few of these when you come over.

My muesli

I've been inspired to make my own muesli in the last few weeks. Thought it was about time I did some trial and error with tastes and ingredients.

Over the summer I've been making my own muesli/bircher most mornings - a base of rolled oats, with dried cherries, slivered almonds, frozen blueberries and frozen raspberries and a dash of full cream milk. I leave this to sit for 10 -15 minutes, and this makes it so much more delicious. Not only do the oats start to break down, but the raspberries and blueberries start to soften, and flavour the surrounding milk and oats. Delicious.

More recently I've been reading up on the idea of quitting sugar (via David Gillespie and Sarah Wilson), and how poisonous the quantities that we consume are for our bodies. I don't think I'm ready to bite that bullet quite yet, such a big commitment. And I love my baking too much to give that up. But I am trying to take this on board for my own consumption, listening to what my body really wants, taking notice of those sugar related ups and downs.

Starting the day well is so important - so, inspired by The Muesli, and its no sugar mantra, I've focused on getting lots of great proteins and fats into my muesli.  No dried fruit - this contains a lot of sugar, which should be avoided at breakfast where possible.

Along with my switch to full cream milk - I've found that this breakfast and a full cream latte mid-morning, I am genuinely not hungry until lunchtime. I can even avoid the mothers' group obligatory biscuits!

My muesli

Ingredients:
400g rolled oats
50g oatbran
40g sesame seeds
50g cashews, broken up
20g sunflower seeds
40g slivered almonds
40g pepitas

Et voilà, My first muesli

That's unfortunately where the healthy finished for me - I had to sample the final mix tonight with divine King Island honey & cinnamon yogurt. It didn't disappoint.

FYI - Aldi now does a great range of natural nuts, they are so reasonably priced too.

Fortnum & Mason tea delight

When I lived in England, something like visiting Fortnum & Mason would have felt a bit decadent, and maybe unnecessary. It's got a 'stands the test of time' type reputation for serving the best of everything, having royal warrants and for sitting in a beautiful building right near The Ritz and Piccadilly. But you could hardly say it's everyday food, or everyday eating for that matter - and the prices do match.

But when visiting from Australia, it felt so totally right to go there. I love a good tea rooms, especially when served properly with all the accoutrements. And they do really know how to do it at Fortnums, after all, they have been doing it since 1707.

They have done a fabulous job of making the whole Fortnum's experience feel quintessentially English, but not old, fussy and laborious as some English institutions seem to feel.
The shopfront is stunningly decorated - much like so many other places in London, we saw quite a few that felt like they had been rigourously designed, and that really knew how to stop people in their tracks (especially Selfridges, who were showcasing young designers when we were there).

 I fell head over heels in love with this fantasy tea set up - a bit Alice in wonderland with those not quite real tea pots, especially the gold one sitting in the middle of one of the stacks. How whimsical to be able to serve tea in a gorgeous girlie sets, surrounded by posies, butterflies and cute cushions.

The building itself is large, and very grand inside, with original looking lifts and people dressed as if they might be organising William and Kate's wedding in the afternoon. It was a joy just to look around the place - seeing the amazing range of teas, coffees and sweets on offer. Unfortunately I already had too much luggage, so had to leave it to looking only.

Those little veggies are actually marzipan, the detail in them was incredible. So fiddly.

For our morning tea we headed down to The Fountain Restaurant, which sits under the building and is just one of four cafes/restaurants at Fortnum's! The tea menu itself was as long as the food one, with a number of teas I have never heard of. My brother ordered a full English breakfast, which was brought to him within 2 minutes of ordering - so impressive. I had a pot of Earl Grey, my current favourite tea for such occasions. Served in giant silver pots no less, and silver strainers and jugs to match.

We ended up as eight having morning tea as extended family members kept showing up. Here I am with my lovely cousin Jane who I haven't seen for over 10 years.
Thank you London for putting on a show. xx