Tuesday, 2 July 2013

Holidays in Secret Gardens

Mr Ellie and I have just returned from a lovely holiday camping in the New Forest - not your back-to-basics camping but none of this 'glamping' malarky either! I do require a nice clean shower/toilet block but I'm happy to leave the designer gear at home...I say that as if I have any designer gear but quite frankly fashion is one of life's mysteries to me (as my fashion designer sister frequently reminds me!).

Anyway, if you've never been to the New Forest then you are missing out on one of the World's most beautiful places - in my humble opinion a place that should be one of the Seven Wonders of the World. There are areas of woodland interspersed through vast plains of moorland that stretch as far as the eye can see and in between, tucked away are little villages of thatched cottages with quintessential English country gardens full of lupins and roses around the door.  Roaming free throughout the area are the beautiful New Forest ponies - hardy, stocky but graceful beasts.  Some of the ponies clearly descend from Shetland stock and there are even some 'wild' donkeys who frequent the local fish and chip shop and loiter hopefully next to people on their lunch-break, hoping for the occasional salt-and-vinegar crisp to come their way.

Of course no visit to the New Forest would be complete for Mr Ellie and I without copious cream teas (lets face it, we can't go anywhere without seeking out an obliging tea shop and indulging in a scone).  Now we have been to the New Forest twice before so have tried out a few different tea rooms.  However, we had managed to miss out on a real gem - until now!

The Secret Garden in Brockenhurst is tucked away behind the main parade of shops which means that as soon as you enter, you feel like you are in a different world.  It is exactly the feeling that I imagine Mary to have felt when she entered her own Secret Garden.  The tea 'room' is in the gardens of a hotel in which they have erected a couple of marquees and picnic tables:










Everything is decorated in vintage style with a 1940's theme and from a vintage-style radio, 40's music plays quietly across the garden.  It is a place to linger and relax whilst drinking tea from the eclectic assortment of tea service.  There is something about tea from a pot that is just so much nicer than tea in a mug.  Of course, if it was me, I'd have loose-leaf tea, bone china tea cups and sugar lumps with a set of beautiful victorian sugar tongs but then I'm old-fashioned when it comes to tea!















The flowers planted around the garden scent the air with their perfume and birds hop around scouting for crumbs, of which there are not many because I can honestly say the scones here are up their with the best I've ever had...buttery, buttery and more buttery, so short they are almost shortbread like and covered in a rich crust of sugar adding a delicious crunch and sweetness.  They are served with strawberry jam in tiny jam jars and fresh clotted cream, decorated with a ripe English strawberry.


Mr Ellie and I loved the Secret Garden so much that we visited three times!! First time we had the cream tea (also on offer is a strawberry tea - scone with cream and jam and a bowl of strawberries) and the second and third visits were for High Tea.

High Tea, as you can see, consists of sandwiches, hot buttered crumpets, scones with cream and jam and cakes.  It is an indulgent, carbohydrate-laden dream!

The sandwiches are from a selection of cheese, egg mayo or ham and the cakes are from the daily selection of home-made cakes.  The cakes are delicious - like the scones, they are made by someone who loves their baking! Light victoria sponge, buttery sweet flapjacks, deep chocolate tiffin and crunchy lemon drizzle were all eaten up to the last crumb.  The menu clearly states that everything is made with real butter - a philosophy which I whole-heartedly embrace as, quite frankly, cake made with anything else is just not cake but a mockery of cake, a fraudulent imitation that will never stand up to the real thing.

The bread for the sandwiches comes from the local bakery 'The Bakehouse' which is another treat for any visitor to Brockenhurst - try the freshly made doughnuts or the custard slice, you won't be disappointed!

Miss E xxx

Monday, 13 May 2013

Worth the wait...

I can't begin to tell you how excited I was on Thursday morning - I woke up, full of anticipation and got myself dressed before racing downstairs to check my phone....Text message: 'Hi, this is to remind you we'll be delivering your order today between 15:40 and 19:40...' Crushing disappointment followed - delivery between 15:40 and 19:40??? You mean I would have to wait at least 10.5 hours???? (Yes, I was up at 5am and yes, I was technically on holiday but that's not the point).

Somehow I managed to make it through the day and, as if reading my mind, the delivery drivers turned up at 15:40 - in the back of the truck was the most gorgeous, shiny, beautiful brand new cooker...and it was heading into my kitchen!

Now I realise that to most, this wouldn't be worth the level of build-up and excitement (let alone the 5am wake up call - certainly Mr Ellie wasn't too fussed on that bit) but then clearly most people haven't had to deal with my old cooker, with its broken handles, no working ignition switch meaning I had to take my life into my hands every time I needed to light the oven, sized so that no normal baking tray would fit and with a variable attitude towards 'cooking' (two settings - cremated or raw).  Plus, it had about 20 years of grease and muck build up that even the most determined Mr Muscle failed to defeat.

So you can see why the arrival of my brand new cooker caused such a level of excitement!

I managed to wait until Friday before embarking on the inaugral cooking marathon, but then I cooked my little heart out and now the freezer is full of lamb curry and curried meatballs (both recipes courtesy of Anjum Anand's Indian Food Made Easy), goulash soup (thanks Hairy Bikers!), bolognese (Mr Ellie's own recipe) and there are jars of strawberry jam and rhubarb chutney on the shelf ready and waiting for the Weardale Show in August. Mr Ellie is very happy at the prospect of so many tasty delights for dinner this week.

Sadly that means I won't need to cook on an evening, which means no more excuses for leaving the ironing...Still ironing means I get to watch Food Network and the joys of Amazing Wedding Cakes and Ultimate Sweets - bring on the cakey goodies!

Miss Ellie xxx

Sunday, 12 May 2013

Its all about the Motorbikes

I have just completed my first ever birthday cake order! I think this counts as being a professional now, doesn't it?!?  This was for my friend's boy who was 10 years old and loves motorbikes.
 

Short and sweet today as I've got a ton of cooking to do.  I've already made strawberry jam but I'm off to make bacon butties (ok so not really cooking but me and Mr Ellie need sustenance!) and then I'll make a start on an apple frangipane tart, inspired by a delicious little visit to the Copper Kettle Tea Room in Bamburgh last week...

Laters, Miss E xxx

Tuesday, 19 March 2013

Moving and the extraordinary properties of scones on the soul

I moved to a new desk today at work as I'm taking on a new role for a few months.   Now this isn't a big deal (well I keep telling myself that), although I'm generally not good with change, but I was still feeling a little bit unsettled.

There was only one cure, I needed baked goods and I needed them quickly!  Now I'm very fortunate to have the lovely Andrea who runs our cafe at work and who bakes the most gorgeous scones.  They are simple, straight-forward, no-nonsense scones, usually sultana (but sometimes apple and cinnamon - totally the best!) and they make my soul sing.  They are the ultimate cure for a bad day, a 'girly' day or when you need that carbohydrated-loaded sense of comfort that only a sweet baked delight can bring. Today was clearly one of those days.

Isn't it lovely in all its sweet floury ways?!

I think this weekend might have to involve more scones, possibly a little afternoon tea with Mr Ellie...after all, afternoon tea is the ultimate soul comforter!

Miss E xxx

Monday, 11 March 2013

Does this make me an entrepreneur?

Admittedly, dubbing myself an 'entrepreneur' is a big statement, particularly when you consider that I wasn't even sure how to spell it...'entrepreneur' that is, not 'it'. However, I have fulfilled 2 orders and have another 2 for my chocolate fudge - ok, so three of those orders have come from the same person and technically I'm doing it for charity as all proceeds are going to the North East Ferret Rescue (www.northeastferretrescue.co.uk) with whom I volunteer, but still, it could still be considered a wee fledglingette of a business...

I meant to take a photo of the beautifully gift-wrapped fudge, but I was generally flapping around that morning whilst Mr Ellie made loud noises about the time and being late for work so I didn't get a chance.  However, I will take a pic of the next batch to show you. In the meantime, by way of consolation, here's a photo of one of my beautiful cats.  She was cuddled up between me and Mr Ellie, on our bed last night and couldn't have been happier!


Miss Ellie xxx