Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Cherry coconut porridge

I have yet to find my rhythm. 
As someone who likes to know how the movie ends before seeing it, and who takes joy in creating routines and organising, my current completely random and spontaneous days make me feel as though my head is spinning. My daughter, bless her, is a very irregular kid; trying to mould her into a schedule is like trying to shape dry sand - frustratingly difficult. 
Because I can never truly know what to expect on any given day, things like blogging have once again become luxuries that I can barely scrounge up enough time for. So, once again, this will be the last post for now. 

However, I still manage to post daily on my Instagram account. So feel free to follow that :)  - http://instagram.com/greedygourmand

Cherry coconut porridge

1.5cups oats
4 tablespoons chia seed
3-4cups of coconut drinking milk
3 tablepoons raw cacao
pinch of stevia
coconut shavings
cherries (fresh or frozen)
dark chocolate shavings
maple syrup

Combine oats, chia, coconut milk, cacao and stevia in a saucepan. Bring to a boil over medium heat and then simmer over lower heat until oats are cooked.
Pour into a bowl and top with coconut shavings, cherries, dark chocolate shavings and maple syrup to taste.

Monday, April 1, 2013

Eggplant with Buttermilk Sauce

“I sit beside the fire and think 
Of all that I have seen
Of meadow flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been

Of yellow leaves and gossamer
In autumns that there were
With morning mist and silver sun
And wind upon my hair

- J.R.R Tolkien

Here we are, nestled within my favourite season; wrapped in toasty sun-kissed arms, the crisp air tickling our cheek as we inhale the scent of freshly sprinkled dew upon emerald blades of grass. I tend to spend the largest amount of time dilly-dallying in nature during Autumn; I find the air itself invigorating and each day seems to be filled with the most wonderful of possibilities. 

Today I happened to witness the sweetest of moments. Whilst seeing her daddy off to work, my littlest one sat down upon the step where her feet chanced to brush against the tip of a golden leaf. After she took a moment to observe the situation, our front porch was filled with sounds of crackles and tinkling laughter as she delighted in crunching the fallen leaves beneath her chubby toes. My husband, who was still in the driveway, asked me if I had shown her how to do that. '"No," I replied. "Hmpf, I guess some things are just in our DNA'," was his response. I considered that a lovely thought; perhaps we are born to  find joy simply in the stomping of  rustling leaves.

prep time: 5mins. (do all other prep while eggplant cooks)
cooking time: 55mins.
total: 1 hour.

taste: 3-4/5. This one didn't appeal to all.

I personally, thought it was lovely, especially as it took very minimal effort to make. I liked the smoky eggplant against the sweet pomegranate, warm spices and tangy buttermilk. 

The others however, didn't think it was anything special. Their main gripe was that they thought the eggplant was too soft (which could be remedied with less cooking) but they also thought the flavour profile was a bit dull. I think perhaps the buttermilk might have mellowed out the other flavours for them.

would I make it again: Unfortunately no, seeing as though the others weren't sold on it.


Tuesday, March 19, 2013


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Friday, March 15, 2013

Friday, March 8, 2013

Dark chocolate cheesecake with hazelnuts


I spent what felt like an eternity watching the hair-thin black line blinking impatiently on my screen as if tapping its feet and saying 'Well? Write something!' So this is how it begins.

One hundred and sixty seven days have passed since I last clicked publish and snapped my last photos. I feel like a forgotten object, tucked away in the attic, coated in dust; the knowledge of blogging only a distant shimmering memory. The trepidation of returning swells within my belly with the nagging seeds of doubt scattered at my feet. 
Should I?..Shouldn't I?...Can I?..Oh, why not.
So here I am, for now, as long as I am able, perhaps less frequently than before but up again nonetheless.

Greedy Gourmand is back in the kitchen.

The idea of trying to recount all that has passed since our last encounter makes me feel as though I am tumbling down a neverending rabbit hole - the memories are simply too many to type. So instead, here is a small segment from last week, or as I prefer to call it:

Valentine's Half Birthday

When we decided to have a child, the thought of creating new family traditions whirled through my brain, one of which was the celebration of our children's half birthdays.  There would be an individual theme for each child, half a birthday cake and candle, a very merry half birthday song (the Madhatters unbirthday song re-worded), and their favourite breakfast culminating in a small get together with grandparents.
For Valentine, whose half birthday falls in March, I thought a Madhatters tea party would be fitting (inspired by the March Hare). 
On a gloriously sunshine soaked day we gathered at a park, wore our happiest hats, brought our largest Cheshire grins and gorged on pizza, iced tea and dessert. As Valentine is still young I only organised a few games such as the Caucas Race (guests run around in a circle, and when you shout 'stop' the last one to sit down/run to the middle is out) and Find The Golden Key; prizes were jams, cookbooks, teas and cups. It was great fun to be silly.Her half cake was a Paleo Chocolate Cake so that she could enjoy it too. 

And now I leave you with a very merry dessert.

prep time: 20mins to get cheescake in oven.
cooking time: 1hour to cook and 4hours to chill.
total: 1hour and 20mins plus 4 hours chill time.

taste: 4.5/5. The second cheesecake I have fallen for.

This one pleased almost all - there were a few strange people who thought this cake was just too decadent for them - well have a sliver and give me a slab, I'll happily eat the lion's share. The filling is sweet with a cocoa warmth and a slight tang. It's smothered in a dark, sinfully yummy ganache that's spiked with a hint of sweet nutella and then speckled with roasted hazelnuts and a sprinkling of sea salt. You have sweetness, bitterness, saltiness along with some crunch and fudge - this cake is a keeper.

would I make it again: Y-E-S.

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

A Valentine's Day Party and an announcement...

All good things come to an end...

The squeak of a swing in use, the pitter patter of tiny feet and the tinkling of children's laughter surrounded me. Red, pink and white balloons hung from the room like garlands and paper hearts adorned the walls.
It was my daughter's first birthday party.

The theme was Valentine's Day and cheesy love songs wafted through the speakers whilst children played pin the heart on the cupid and hunted for hidden hearts amongst the playground. We were blessed with an abundance of sunshine, so the hall we had hired and decorated held only a few guests with the majority of them enjoying the surrounding park lands. I spent months planning and preparing, but on the day the little one decided to sleep during my decoration time, so I gave instructions to my husband and hoped for the best as I stayed at home with my sleeping beauty. I have to say, although it didn't turn out exactly as I had envisioned, he did a spectacular job bringing her birthday to life.

We had a whopping 70 guests (the husband assured me that most people wouldn't come, only two were unable to make it), so needless to say I was rather busy attending to everyone, organising games and ensuring there was enough food, all with a 10kg toddler on my hip (as I expected, Miss V was a little overwhelmed by all the people and only wanted to be held by mummy). Whilst it was wonderful seeing everyone, next year will definitely be a more intimate affair. I didn't take any photos of the day myself, but luckily I have a few snap-happy friends who did, so I'll share a few with you.

The children's dessert table included:
  • red apples
  • fresh strawberries
  • home made strawberry and apple juice
  • coconut and mixed berry yoghurt
  • gingerbread men
  • mini vanilla cupcakes
  • and the birthday cake which was a strawberry and white chocolate mud swirl

Valentine's favourite part of the day was when daddy pushed her on the swing. And of course later at home when she got to rip open all of those gifts :). 

This year has brought a lot of change and new experiences for me. And I must admit, that before my daughter came along, I ignorantly assumed that I could just 'fit her in' to my life without having to change much. Boy, was my head up in the clouds. As it turns out, young kids aren't very fond of fine dining or long days at the beach or large events etc. What they do want is PLENTY of time with mummy and daddy to play and explore. Watching mummy typing on her laptop is not something Miss V endorses and with only 1-2 hours a day of alone time, after the housework is done and lunch is eaten, I am lucky to have enough time crumbs left to do one yoga pose or read a few pages of a book. 
And thus it is with a feeling of sadness that I have decided to say goodbye for now to my Greedy Gourmand. There are so many items on my 'to-do' list that I just can't justify spending the rather long time it takes to blog one entry, even if it's only once per month. Especially as I have decided to try to home school Miss V myself for the first 6 years of her life, and as with anything I do, I want to give it my everything and make it as enriching and fun for her as possible. Needless to say, my plate will certainly be full.

I don't want to say 'Goodbye for good' as who knows what the future holds as I do very much hope to return one day.

But for now, I wish all my treasured readers days filled with fine weather, fantastic company and most of all, fabulous food.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Chocolate, pear & vanilla tart

One year has passed since I held my daughter for the very first time.
One year since I became a mother and learned the real meaning of true love.
One year filled with more happiness, fatigue, love and amazement than the twenty five before it.
For me, this year has passed much too fast.

Each day I try my best to lock every moment I spend with her safely in the vault of my heart. For I know that soon, the particular squeal she makes when I 'find her' will disappear. And the way she smiles so proudly as she hands me whatever crumb, coin, paper remnant she has found on the floor will soon fade away. For she will never be as young as she is today, and with each day that she changes, some things are lost to make way for the new.

But today, which never held any significance to me,  is now so utterly precious since it became the day my daughter was born.

Although you will not read this dearest daughter, I want to wish you a wonderful birthday. I wish that life will give you more happy birthdays than you can dream of, each one more magical than the last. I wish that I will be there to share them with you and to help you blow out your candles until you can do it yourself. And most of all, I wish that one day, you will love someone as much as I love you.

Happy Birthday Valentine