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I’ve talked at length about my cravings for summer. About the warm breeze, about summer dresses, about the decline of banana prices. Yes… these are things I love and crave. And over the last couple weeks, my cravings have been satisfied. Banana’s are dropping in price, summer dresses are a plenty and that warm breeze is finally upon me. But then, how quickly I change my tune.

The bananas and summer dresses are still amazing, don’t get me wrong, I would buy more if I could. Alas, my wallet can’t handle it at the moment. However, I’d like to have some words with that breeze. THAT BREEZE. Not really a warm breeze anymore. It’s a hot burst of air that almost makes you wish the air was still. On my way home from work today I got blasted with the hottest breeze I have ever encountered. I kid you not. 32 degrees may not seem overly warm, but for some reason it hit me like a ton of bricks. A ton of very hot bricks.

And I’ve been told this is ‘the most comfortable part of summer.’ I’m in for temperatures reaching 40 degrees celsius. Oi.

I’m going to say that the main street I was walking along that was currently experiencing some gridlock like rush hour traffic was partly to blame.  Every time a bus drove past me it was like walking into a wall of even hotter air. I reckon it would have actually been quite lovely near the water. Probably quite comfortable. I’ll have to find a more roundabout route of walking home that takes me on a waterfront tour.

In any case, I’m not going to complain about it. Only good things come from having warm days. Good things that I will compile in a list.

Good things that come from warm days:
A list composed by Caitlin A. Hicks

1. I don’t have to wear a jacket to work.

2. When you run, you sweat ninety-times more, and though you may feel like barfing once or twice, you also feel ninety times more productive afterwards.


refreshingly delicious

I will add to this list as I see fit. But for now, let’s settle on numero 3. GAZPACHO!

I made this delicious chilled soup for the very first time. For some reason I actually thought you were supposed to roast everything and THEN blend it… and THEN chill it. But no, you just blend it all up raw. WHAT?! Delicious and so nutritious.

Really, so much less labour intensive than I had imagined, and just as good. I’m a fan of eating pasta sauce with no pasta and biting into a raw tomato as if it was an apple… so GAZPACHO! was (and is) right up my alley.

So refreshing and so delicious served with avocado and some toasted pita chips.

basil makes it better...

(Always to be written in capital letters with an exclamation point)

1 cucumber

1 capsicum

6 tomatoes

1 red onion

1 garlic clove

2c. tomato juice (I used v8)

1 tbsp. olive oil

2 tbsp. basil

3 tbsp. balsamic

3 tsbp. lime juice

salt and pepper to taste

1. Throw the veggies and juice in a bowl with the olive oil. Blend and blend and blend.

2. Add balsamic, lime juice and salt & pepper to taste. Mix.

3. Chill. Top with basil, olive oil. Eat.





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The week that it rained forever…

Sydney... pre-rain

On Monday evening I was on my usual stroll home from work… it was darker than usual, but I thought nothing of it. Perhaps I’d left a little late, maybe there was some minor cloud cover, no big deal. As I came out of the park I took a deep breath of the fresh air and admired the night.

…And then the heaven’s opened up and the rain began to pour.

I was almost home, but it didn’t matter… I ran the rest of the way and still ended up looking like a drowned rat.

The next morning I woke up and looked out to find more rain… but I thought little of it, and just slapped a scarf round my head and took my umbrella for my walk to work. I remember thinking, as I jumped over a puddle, that this was kind of nice. My feet were still dry and that was all that mattered.

…And then it started coming down in sheets.

Cats and dogs even. I waited at the crosswalk, but the green light never came. I could see people in their cars looking at me, feeling sorry for me, laughing at me, as the rain fell sideways and soaked me through.

…And then I misjudged the depth of a puddle and water rushed into my boots.

By this point, there was nothing I could do. I kept my umbrella up… but it was pretty useless. My skirt was dripping wet, and my feet were cold. I sloshed through the puddles. However, I made it to the homestretch with my good mood intact.

…And then a car drove up onto the sidewalk and plowed me in the side, clipping me with the side mirror.

I was startled, confused and then just like that my good mood was gone. Who drives up onto a sidewalk and hits a pedestrian? And then just holds up his right hand in a half-wave. The very same wave you use when the car beside you lets you into their lane. Was it an apology? Was it a ‘thanks for moving when my car hit you?’ I dunno. I barely even got eye contact.

Honestly, it’s no big deal… I’ll just move along. Thanks for the raised hand apology. I appreciate that.

So I hit his van with my inside-out umbrella and screamed some profanities that I can only hope he heard. I’m pretty sure that makes us even. No?

Well, in any case, I made it to work in one piece. One soggy piece. I spent the rest of the day airing out my boots and sitting on tea-towels. It was joyful. The brightside? My hair looked amazing, thanks to the scarf I wrapped around my head before leaving the house. Yes… I’m a babushka now. jealous?

This rain continued straight-through until Friday night. It was incredibly persistent. And I love the rain, but I gotta say it put a damper on my mood. I did, however, learn my lesson about walking to work. I finished out the week by taking the bus and wearing a different set of clothes for the commute.

In other news, I did some baking this week… but it wasn’t much to write home about. And I didn’t get any pictures. That’s sort of the problem when I only bake at night. I need a good reflector and flash system. Working on it.

Hopefully next week will bring some better light and better opportunities for more picture taking. I’m getting restless.

In lieu of any pictures that even remotely relate to this post… I’ll leave you with this. Pancakes a la Caitlin.

Hopefully I can recreate and take better images soon for more recipe love.

Apple pancakes with coconut, granola and dried fruit. Oh and maple syrup.


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