Grapefruit & Yogurt loaf

Since my last attempt at baking in our gas oven went dismally to say the least, I haven't exactly been too eager to face any more failed baking attempts . Instead, I'v been indulging in Graeffestrasse's  Kaffee Bar's drool worthy cakes and sweet loaves and even though I haven't tried their Grapefruit Yoghurt loaf, it inspired me all the more to bake one myself. The recipe is adapted from A Cozy Kitchen's , of which I had no choice but to adapt since they didn't use a gas oven. Never had I thought I'd be hoping for a new convection oven for my Burthday, but its seems now's a good a time as any to make that wishlist.

Grapefruit & Yogurt loaf Ingredients

1 1/2 cups all­ purpose flour
2 teaspoons baking powder
1/2 teaspoon kosher salt
1 cup plain whole­milk yogurt
1 cups white granulated sugar
3 large eggs
2 teaspoons grated grapefruit zest (1 grapefruit)
1/2 cup vegetable oil
1/2 cup freshly squeezed ruby red grapefruit juice (1­-2 grapefruits)
1/2 cup white granulated sugar
1 cup confectioners' sugar
2 tablespoons reserved cake syrup

Directions
1. Turn on gas oven to level 7. Grease an 20 x 12 cm loaf pan. Line the bottom with baking paper.
2. Sift together the flour, baking powder, and salt into a bowl. In another bowl, whisk together the yogurt, sugar, eggs and grapefruit zest. Slowly whisk the dry ingredients into the wet ingredients. With a rubber spatula or wooden spoon, fold the vegetable oil into the batter, making sure it's all incorporated. Pour the batter into the prepared pan and bake for about an 45 mins to an hour or until a cake tester placed in the center of the loaf comes out clean.
3. Meanwhile, to a small saucepan, add grapefruit juice, sugar, a splash or two of water and the thyme. Cook until the sugar dissolves and the mixture is clear. Set aside so the thyme can steep, about 30 minutes. Strain and set aside.
4. To make the glaze, add two tablespoons of the grapefruit/thyme syrup to a bowl. Sift in the confectioners' sugar and mix until smooth.
5. When the cake is done, allow it to cool in the pan for 10 minutes. Using a skewer, pierce a few holes into the cake's top. Pour the grapefruit syrup on the cake and allow it soak in. Let the cake cool to room temperature.
6. Pour the glaze over the cake and grate Grapefruit zest

Unplanned Italy

As I run all the photographic memories of this beautiful and history rich country through my head, I am tempted to leave you with nothing more than these images. Of course, I was lucky enough in that I had the best guide, and seeing the city by scooter. Apart from all the ice cream and espressos that we consumed, another one of our guilty pleasures was going around on the scooter and letting the fresh breeze from the ride cool us off. Every single street of the city has a story to tell, and I struggled to put my camera down (even taking a few sneaky shots whilst on the back of the scooter)

From Rome we took a bus to Siena  where we stayed for three days and ate like kings. It was here that I got the first few glimpses of all the rolling hills of the Tuscan region and the ever so beautiful Piazza del Campo. We road tripped to the coastal town of Santo Stefano, and swam in clear blue sea's on Giglio Island. Not a single part of our trip was planned, and  in true adventurous style much of our accommodation along the coast entailed last minute camping with all of a tent and mattress.

As we literally ate away our 'budget' and the camping got the better of us, we headed to the mountain regions of Mount Amiata and his hometown of Abbadia San Salvatore. We were treated to true Italian home cooked meals, and exploring more of what Tuscany had to offer. Most of the time I had my head stuck out of the window and my mouth wide open in awe. The entire region, and I mean absolutely all of it, is like a beautiful painting.

START SPREADING THE NEWS

So with all the drama and hype everyone usually places on getting around New York City, I managed to easily navigate my way from Newark airport, to the front door of my sister’s apartment in Lower Manhattan.  Having taken numerous means of transport in Paris, Barcelona, Holland, and Belgium over the past 7 months, New York was but a mere piece of cake.

After a long sleepless flight and a 4 hour Opera show at the MET the previous night, my day only began by 11 (as all my days seem to go whilst travelling it seems). I casually took the respective metro lines (have I mentioned how much I love the Metro?) to where I had to be and admired the greatness that the Metropolitan Art Museum and The Guggenheim had to offer. I braved the ridiculous minus degree weather (and my equally ridiculous down feather coat) to stroll through Central Park and purchase a famous New York City hotdog to somewhat warm myself up.

My Friday morning got off to a better early morning start and a full day ahead, although in all honesty, much of the day's itinerary had only been thought out that morning. I reminisced at the 9/11 memorial, gawked at the Statue of Liberty, and suited up in Wall Street (whilst getting lost somewhere in between). For the most part, I really wasn’t that hungry or even peckish, but I simply couldn’t resist trying all the American candy I had heard and seen so much of. Twizzlers were by far the most disgusting, with a taste and texture similar to that of soap and Tootsie roll visually resembling something along the likes of..er poop. Hershey's Candy Bars and Reese’s peanut cups were by far the tastiest of the lot.

After much debate about where we would be spending our Friday evening, we opted for the cosy bar around the corner from the apartment. The whole thing felt very New York as we had to wait outside on the sidewalk for a table whilst passer-by's complained. Like something out of Sex and the City!

The Saturday morning miraculously presented us the warmest weather since I had arrived,  and we made full advantage of it by using our Citi-Bike passes to head to Brooklyn Bridge. It really is like something out the movies, all the people jogging, walking, biking and pushing strollers. Everything except seeing two lovers meeting halfway across the bridge. Our mornings adventure was followed by watching a real Knicks basketball game at Madison Square Gardens. We munched on popcorn and kept our eyes peeled for any celebrities seated in the front row.

PRAGUE CITY GUIDE - PART 2

If you're anything like me, you will love the fact that you can sleep late on a Saturday morning in Prague. The locals, as well as tourists, only really start to show their faces from noon onwards.  We however managed to pull ourselves out of our hotel room  by 10 AM, getting our day started with a cup of coffee and a pastry in the park. If you're feeling a bit lazy, there is the Funicular Railway that will take you all the way to the top of the hill to the Petrin Tower, or you could get some fresh air and brave the steep hills on foot like we did. It really is worth it to go up the tower and check out the view (which is surprisingly not crowded with tourists) and see the city from all angles.
 

 

Its great to wander through the forests of Petrin Hill and exit through a different gate than the one you came in with. The steps leading up to Prague Castle were within walking distance from us and we braved yet another steep set of stairs to reach our destination. There is an abundance of tourists pacing all over the place, leaving us with but a mere glimpse of the area (and more than enough time in my opinion). I was fascinated by all the old Czech woman walking around in their best church attire and managed to sneakily photograph them in all their glory. If you're feeling peckish, try the traditional Balkan pastry, a Trdelnik. In English its translated as 'sweet bread' and are baked fresh on a daily basis and served 'natural' - with powdered sugar, or with Nutella.

 

 

The remainder of the afternoon gave us some time to make our way to DOX, the centre for contemporary art, situated just outside the city. A 20 minute tram ride will get you there, for which we didn't even have to scan our ticket in, so didn't bother buying one back.  The centre is relatively new but had some interesting exhibitions showcasing propaganda posters and a 'Pharmatopia' installation by Marek Schovanek.

If youre planning on eating out for dinner, there are plenty of restaurants to choose from, many of them being commercial eateries targeting tourists. We opted for the less touristy Leone and Anna, a quaint restaurant in the Mala Strana area not far from our hotel with a quiet atmosphere, great music and good food. Their Goulash was not quite to my liking but their service was impeccable. What's great about the city is you can go for evening strolls at any time of the night followed by a cup of hot chocolate to get the feeling back in your fingers and toes. T centre of The Old Town Square boasts several street musicians sitting in t-shirts ( even in the winter) playing a wide array of musical instruments whilst tourists half heartedly listen to their melodies and sip on their Glühwein from the street vendors.

 

PRAGUE CITY GUIDE- PART 1

One of the most romantic and picturesque cities I have visited thus far, and a major bonus that I got to explore the city with someone I had become particularly close to. I've never written a city guide to the places I've been to before,  so I suppose now is as good a time as any.

The easiest way to get from the airport to the centre of Prague is by cab. The AAA taxis wont rip you off and only charged us about 500 Czech Koruna's. There are plenty of buses and trams leading into the city centre, but after a long flight and the days events, its nice to spoil yourself with a relaxing chauffeured ride home. We stayed in the Belvedere suite of Residence Thunovska, a family owned building with really affordable rooms and views overlooking the red bricked roofs that Prague is so well renowned for. The apartments are located in the Mala Strana area which is out of the hustle and bustle of the touristic city centre, but less than 5 minutes walk to some of the main attractions. The area has a great old world charm to it and we found ourselves taking evening strolls across Charles bridge and the steps leading up to Prague castle on more than one occasion.

We lazily woke up on our first morning in Prague, greeted by the blinding sunshine beaming through the bedroom windows (a nice change from all the grey skies and rain in Holland). On each of the mornings of our stay in Prague we only really managed to get our day started by 10:30 and found ourselves with more than enough time to explore, so don't wear yourselves out getting up early. We walked though the streets of the old town, passing countless souvenir and marionette stores, and gradually making our way to the old town square. The ever popular Prague Astronomical Clock is amongst one of the old buildings surrounding the square, as are the hundreds of tourists and commercial restaurants.  Absinthe is also a huge attraction in Prague and  the traditional Czech way of preparing and serving the drink is by burning a sugar cube into the liquid, diluted with water and served hot with a pitcher of water on the side. Al says it tastes like shampoo, I cant help but to agree...

 

Because of the 70 % alcohol of the absinthe we had stupidly tasted before lunch, we quickly found retreat at Jo's Bar  for their speciality Czech dish of goulash in bread to sober us up. A tasty dish that somewhat resembles a stew, eaten from the inside out. We managed to sneak in a late afternoon nap from all the days walking followed by a light dinner at Luca Lu, an ever so colourful and eclectic café without the swarm of tourists...



JUICY LUCY NOSTALGIA

Anyone who grew up in South Africa will most certainly remember Juicy Lucy. We had one in Menlyn  Mall and instead of cokes and candy, my mom would buy my sister and I a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. Regardless of what happened to the franchise, I ended up juicing a delicious glass of my own ginger, apple and carrot beverage from a few leftover fruits lying around.

 

I didn't quite realise what a process it would become, and so after slicing all the fruits and putting them in the blender I had to timeously strain the orangey pulp through a sift. With that said, it was well worth the effort and was gulped down in a matter of minutes.