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Cakes and the like

Posted in Food, thoughts on 12/04/2014 by willsalt

These heading tags come out really weird…

The following is ‘my’ cupcakes recipe. It was sort of stolen from the BBC food website initially, but I’ve tweaked things.

Cupcakes

  • 165g butter softened at room temperature
  • 165g caster sugar
  • 3 eggs, lightly beaten
  • 1 ½ tsp vanilla extract (2 is better)
  • 165g self-raising flour
  • 2 tbsp milk (more as much as is needed if it’s too thick)

 

  • 210g butter, softened
  • 420g icing sugar
  • 2 tbsp milk

(I halved the icing, seemed to have enough)

 

  1. Preheat the oven to 180°C and line an ammount of tin(s) with paper cases. I make 24, but your cases and tins may not be the same size.
  2. Cream the butter and sugar together in a bowl until pale. Beat in the eggs a little at a time and stir in the vanilla extract. (Just put them in a food processor, works well enough.)
  3. Fold in the flour using a large metal spoon, adding a little milk until the mixture is of a dropping consistency. (Just add it to the food processor, it works well enough.)
  4. Spoon the mixture into the paper cases until they are half full.
  5. Bake in the oven for 10-15 minutes, or until golden-brown on top and a skewer inserted into one of the cakes comes out clean. Set aside to cool for 10 minutes, then remove from the tin and cool on a wire rack.
  6. For the buttercream icing, beat the butter in a large bowl until soft. Add half the icing sugar and beat until smooth.
  7. Then add the remaining icing sugar with one tablespoon of the milk, adding more milk if necessary, until the mixture is smooth and creamy.
  8. Add food colouring if you’re so inclined, or flavouring if it suits you and mix until well combined. I opted for a teaspoon of vanilla extract. Or was it vanilla essence? Something like that…
  9. Spoon the icing into a piping bag and pipe the icing using a spiralling motion onto the cup cakes in a large swirl, or whatever pattern suits you to be honest.

9 steps? How Tzeentchian.

Picture time. If these are familiar, it may be because you’re friends with me on facebook, or because they’re in the post that preceeded this one by maybe 20 minutes.

Cupcakes

Cupcakes! Piping Icing attempt 1 – Questionable success

Multi-flavoured cakes

Multi-flavoured cakes

 

Heh, there are some very weird pictures in my library…

And one of my other favorites, also the other recipe I routinely cook… It’s just the two really… I mean there’s the odd set of biscuits or scones or something, but they’re usually one offs.

Butterscotch sponge pudding

  • 120g self-raising flour (’cause I’m too lazy to get baking powder)
  • 1 pinch salt
  • 120g sugar
  • 200ml milk
  • 1 egg, lightly beaten
  • 1 tsp vanilla extract
  • 85g butter melted

 

  • 140g brown sugar
  • 4 tbsp Golden Syrup
  • 250 ml water

 

  1. Pre-heat oven to 180°C
  2. Sift flour, sugar, salt, & baking powder into bowl (note, flour, not flower as I initially mistyped, petals and pollen may upset the flavour, and it might nor rise so well) (oh, and you can just put this lot in a food processor too)
  3. Add milk, melted butter, whisked eggs, Vanilla Extract and whisk well
  4. Put mixture in greased dish
  5. Make topping by heating ingredients in saucepan until boiling
  6. Pour into dish
  7. Be astounded by the higher density of the butterscotch stuff causing it to sink below the sponge mix
  8. (If unintelligent people who don’t understand density are present) Proclaim yourself a magician/wizard
  9. Bake for 30-40 minutes

That one I can’t find pictures of. It’s a recipe I got off my mother though, and she got it off of daytime television, ouring the butterscotch stuff (or whatever it is) through the cake mix amused her, so she had me make her one. The ‘original’ had bananas and something in though, so was completely inedible. This version is much better.

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I don’t trust princes…

Posted in Emski, Family, Friendlings, Rants, reminiscing, tedium, thoughts on 12/04/2014 by willsalt

Good evening my feline friends.

Speaking of cats, lucky seems to be ill or something, she’s thinning, balding, and no longer stronger than me.

Anyway, I recently completed a Get Into programme with the Princes Trust, which for the most part was interesting and probably useful. Don’t want to just say it was useful as an absolute, because it finished at about 13:00 today, (probably yesterday by the time I post this) so it’s not really had a chance to prove its worth, but I’m sure its time will come. The only real negative experiences came from being forced to stand up in front of a horde (crowd? Audience?) and the curtailing of my creativity by those who don’t appreciate humour in serious presentations. Which is understandable, although choose to feign offence at the way this was ‘explained’ to me.

Anyway, negativity aside I had four weeks of unpaid work, driving for 80 minutes a day, learning new software, and a ridiculous amount of cake-baking. Well, not ridiculous really, you can never have enough cake, I may have made 96 of the things in under a week but more cake can’t be a bad thing. And I learned how to pipe icing, which to be totally honest wasn’t directly related to the Princes Trust in any way, but they sort of coincided so I’ll ignore the obviously fallacious nature of the assumption the two are related. I’ll see which pictures I took survived and throw them in here somewhere…

As much as I hate to praise things, at least things that aren’t me, I do have to say it was generally good. Well, I don’t have to say that, but honesty is a thing when humour’s not involved, so yeah…

On that note, I mentioned the curtailing of creativity, because I like alliteration, and because in the final presentation/celebration/whatever we have to do a little speech thing, and talk about how the programme was. In the interest of not being antagonistic, or a dick, I wrote a nice one on the Thursday (I say wrote, it was transcribed by someone whose writing is more script than scrawl, relatively speaking at least) that more or less said the stuff they wanted to hear without straying far from the truth. Of course, this being me I also had the more… me-ish version, which in my opinion is decidedly more interesting. Not as refined as I’d have liked, I meant to work on it Thursday night but I got distracted by Warframe so that didn’t happen. Instead it was rushed on Friday morning, as with everything I write it’s a combination of blunt honesty, crude humour, mildly offensive remarks, and comic exaggeration and omission all jumbled together to make a poorly constructed mess of words that amuses me. The hope was that it’d also amuse my peers, ‘cause I try to be entertaining from time to time. Then of course someone had to go and try to take it seriously, but let’s not get into that. Anyway, the following is my speech, more or less as I wrote it this morning, except in Calibri right now, for you probably whatever font my blog uses, but I don’t actually remember what that is… There are also a few tweaks to wording, the odd little addition, most of which are things I thought of on Thursday but didn’t think of again so soon after sleeping. Really addles you brain, that whole unconsciousness thing. Final disclaimer, ‘cause apparently I feel the need to repeat myself a lot, this is mostly insincere, comical cynicism designed to amuse myself and those who think similarly to me, so don’t take it as an attack, or admission of anything, very little of it is wholly true.

 

Good evening, my name is Will Salt, I’m 20 years old, probably, and I come from Swannington; which I say because it sounds better than Coalville. I have spent the last four weeks (well, three and a half really) working with the IT Development team at Lakeside house. While there I have learned how to use Qlick-View and how to pipe icing. Unfortunately as during those four weeks the IT department neglected to provide me with any log-in credentials I’ve been unable to do much actual work.

I joined this programme primarily to gain work experience, but also to try to gain confidence or ability in social interaction. As you may be able to tell from the fact I’m not reading this out, that didn’t go too well. So while in theory this course/programme looked useful, in reality it turned out to be less than exceptional (through chance, not design) but still an interesting experience.

I hope that my less-than-honest claims of what this course did for me will help me find employment, although in reality I think it’s just allowed me to stay away from the jobcentre for four weeks. That and given me the opportunity to do some baking and pipe icing.

However all negativity aside, I would like to thank the IT Development tea, for an interesting few weeks, and my fellow princes trust plebs for entertaining me on our college days; especially the banter of Leah and James that amused me enough to bother with the second day of the programme. And of course thanks to whichever half-wit dared to read a speech written by me, you’ve allowed me to laugh at myself without looking quite as narcissistic as I might had I spoken the words myself, and congratulations on interpreting this unintelligible scrawl.

Have fun, ta-ta.

 

That’s actually a lot more, tame shell we say, than the original I had in my head. Remind me to format that properly before I post it…

Sort of entertaining right? Maybe, I don’t know, it amused me anyway. Not sure why I’m assuming you’re disagreeing with me on that, because you probably don’t exist. Seriously, I look at the viewer statistics for this thing, most of the hits are from people looking for pictures of trees, saucers or, invisible cookies. And a lot looking for information about Toby Turner for some reason… Why you’d go to a sight called ‘Willski’s Ramblings’ for that is beyond me… anyway, back on topic, no one reads this. If you are reading it, I don’t like you anymore; you’re making a liar of me. 😀

Anyway, after that I had to write a new one, which would fit within their guidelines of acceptable content, for which I’d like to thank Nina for transcribing my inane utterances and forming some sort of coherent speech out of them (and maybe to apologise, my irritation at being taken seriously may have left me less than polite. Scratch that, I don’t apologise) and of course for then reading that speech out for me, as me in front of a large-ish group, hardly capable of talking.

Now I’m being sort of nice, for me at least, that’s weird…

And, people took pictures, in which I look murderous according to Gingee.

 

My fellow Princces-Trust-ers, among others.

My fellow Princces-Trust-ers, among others.

Don’t like being photographed, couldn’t they have hired someone to weave a tapestry or something? It’d have been more interesting.

Anyway, in conclusion (not that anyone has asked) would I recommend other unemployed young people try the Princes Trust Get Into programme? Well, no, I don’t usually recommend anything, reality is too subjective, but I wouldn’t recommend they don’t bother with it either which coming from me is probably as good as you can hope for.

I’ll follow this with my cupcake recipe ‘cause I said I would. On the basis of an off-hand comment or joke I’ve made a lot of cakes lately, given the relative lack of effort needed to post a recipe it’d seem rude not to.

Aside from that, the midget’s coming back.

Thanks for reading, ta-ta.

-Love Willski.

 

Well those pictures have come  in in the wrong order… Ehh, too lazy to fix it.

Multi-flavoured cakes

Multi-flavoured cakes

Cupcakes

Cupcakes! Piping Icing attempt 1 – Questionable success

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