Farking Masterchef

The youngest has always loved cooking, but she’s become a bit obsessed lately. I blame it on watching Masterchef every night. She even makes her own bread now. She wanted to make her own pasta yesterday. From scratch. She’s 10! I said NO!

Saying “NO!” to making pasta didn’t really make my day any easier.

Instead we made Masterchef finalist Brent Owens (famous for wearing onesies, I believe) meatballs and garlic bread … and a rather elaborate dessert (inspired by a recipe from one of judge Gary Mehigan’s cookbooks) of berry gelato, vanilla cream, meringue and strawberry purée.

Oh, and chocolate bowls and spoons to eat it in (and with). Let’s not forget those. They were her own special touch.

You make the bowls by blowing up balloons and dipping them in melted chocolate then popping them.

The dessert that sits inside them involves extensive whipping and pureeing and slicing and scooping …

It took HOURS. She had an AWESOME time. I was very, very tired because I don’t get to relax and watch tellie while she creates in the kitchen. No, I’m the sous chef. Cooking is our bonding activity.

Last night’s occasion was her cousin coming over for dinner. She wanted to blow his tastebuds. I think she got her wish.

After the main prep was done, my effervescent kid hit the trampoline while I hit the washing line. She kept calling to me: “What trick should I do NEXT!”

Mummy was a little too exhausted to come up with creative trampoline suggestions and told the youngest she’d have to make up her own.

When the jumping thing got tired she came inside and asked at five-minute intervals “Can I plate up now?”

Thank you Masterchef, for introducing “plating up” into the primary school vernacular.

And so, another action-packed Saturday passed without me mopping the floors. Though there were the occasional zen moments – I squeezed in an early morning walk by the water with friends.

How’s your weekend going?

Song of the day: Mental as Anything “Let’s Cook”

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  1. How clever is your little Masterchef?! Chocolate bowls AND spoons…yummo!
    I am spending the weekend acclimatizing my sister to Victoria!
    After 30+ years living in Brisbane, moving to Melbourne for her new job on the coldest day since 1998 was a bit of a challenge! We turned on the whole shebang for her, too, with a howling wind, rain and HAIL!
    The 600gsm doona, electric blanket and ducted heating eased the pain and, fortunately, the sun streaming into my upstairs windows while reading the Saturday Age with a Nespresso coffee brightened her spirits.
    I put on my Tour Guide hat and we drove around the Mornington Peninsula…brunch at Flinders Bakehouse, views from Arthur’s Seat, gin and tonic in Mornington and fruit, vegies and Walnut Oil from Tully’s wonderful produce store in Mount Eliza.
    Job done!

  2. I’m at Changi Airport en route to Chengdu to collect a permit for Tibet! Spent two nights at the fabulous Shangri-la Hotel which we won and then built a trip around five free nights accommodation! Going to Mongolia too… 12 nights in gets! A big adventure for two seniors. I enjoy your blog and follow you on Insta too.

  3. If she’s serious about the pasta, I’m happy to come down and bring the pasta roller and help out, while you sip a wine and supervise. I hate “Plate up”. The correct term is “serve”. Aaargh. Have a look at Sorted on Youtube. Infinitely better than Masterchef

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