My take on the proverbial phase commonly used to encourage optimism; When life gives you lemons, make lemon meringue.. Now the reason I can’t finish off the sentence properly is because I’m not entirely sure what to call what I made. It’s a cross between a pie and a tart, birthed by the only baking tin I currently have in possession, a loaf tin to be exact.
According to source
What I have is this right here. It’s great, serves well when baking lasagne,heating taco shells, and of course my big time fave banana bread.
Back onto the topic of accepting the bag of lemons from the lemon cartel, here’s the recipe for this lemon delight.
- Approx 12 Graham Cracker, Arrowroot or Shredded Wheatmeal biscuits (crumbed).
- 60g butter, melted
- 3/4 can sweetened condensed milk
- 3 egg yolks
- ½ cup lemon juice
- Zest from one lemon
- 2 egg whites
- 3 table spoons caster sugar
1. Preheat oven to 180 degrees .
2. Crust: Crumb the biscuits using a food processor or alternatively place them in a zip lock bag, on a chopping board, and whack them with the back of wooden spoon. Then, stir in the melted butter. Press the mixture firmly into into the tin.
3. Filling: In a medium bowl, mix the condensed milk, lemon juice, zest and egg yolks, reserving the whites for the meringue. Pour the mixture into the crust.
4. Meringue: Beat the egg whites in a medium bowl with an electric mixer until soft peaks form, add the sugar and whip until peaks are stiff.
5. Spread the meringue over the pie and seal to the edge of the crust. Bake until the meringue browns slightly, 15 to 20 minutes. Remove from tin once cooled, chill in fridge for a couple of hours before slicing it to serve.
Kyaly Khat Wai Monastery, prepping for lunch to feed just a little over a thousand monks.
Mya Tha Lyaung Reclining Buddha
Should you feel the urge to buy a Longyi while in Myanmar, I recommend this home based manufacturer. There was a variation to choose from priced reasonably and on the plus you get to see how the capsule family business runs.
It’s interesting what you can find around the globe.Toothpaste in powdered form anyone?
Fermented rice and anchovies
All about the sachets I tell ya. We bought a couple packs for the sake of doing so.
Noo! It’s not dirt rubbed onto the face, it’s Thanaka a cosmetic paste. I was told it’s rather cooling when applied and works great as sun protection. Asian Zinka anyone?
Couldn’t help but gawk at the avocados. Look at the size of them!!
Mohinga, yeah. This was bowl no.3 for the day, a slight variation to the original.
Che zu tin bar te Thuzar! San Francisco Motel was definitely the right choice for us :)
I was given a bag of fresh cranberry, I didn’t know what to do with they were washed in chucked in the freezer. Familiar only with the dried kind in my muesli, or as a mixer with a subpar vodka, I scratched my head every time I saw them.
After much deliberation I decided to make spruced up cranberry juice to battle the heat. Didn’t think it would be so easy, wouldn’t mind making up another batch.
- 2 Cups cranberry fresh or frozen.
- Sugar or honey to taste.
- Mint to garnish.
- Wash and drain fresh or frozen red-ripe cranberries.
- Combine cranberries and water in a large pan and bring it to a boil and berries start to burst.
- Strain liquid through a fine strainer, add in juice of two lemons, a little sugar or honey to taste then set cool.
- Pour into a glass of ice and some mint to serve. Boom! One of the best thirst quencher around. Enjoy :)
*The remainder can be stored in the fridge for up to a week.
Artisanal sourcing, roasting, and blending brought on espresso bars leading to chains of café’s namely, Starbucks which are retrospectively titled the “Second Wave of Coffee”. Now the trend is moving onto Third Wave Coffee; aspires to the highest form of culinary appreciation of coffee, so that one may appreciate subtleties of flavor, and varietal (similar to other complex culinary products such as wine, tea, and chocolate).
In Myanmar the choices you get can be rather limited it’s all about the instant sachet, it’s so much of a norm that it’s commonly accepted to serve hot water and a flavoured powder of your choice mixed with non dairy creamer all for you to stir. On the plus note it’s interactive, consistant, and changing the mind post ordering isn’t so much a big deal. so long as the sachet isn’t open.
Call it new wave, back wave, insta-wave, or whatever you feel like. I’m not crazy about sachet drinks, but this is how the locals generally do it, and I respect that. I appreciate having the perspective.
Oh wait! I’ll have tea instead please.
Lesson learnt, teaspoons are not be used for cutting samosas. Whoops!
Wouldn’t mind one of these right now.
If you’re traveling by land around Myanmar I highly recommend on the itinerary a wee spot named Bago. It is commonly perceived as a sleepy stop over town on the way to Golden Rock, or Inle Lake, if you’re traveling by bus up east from Yangon.
The new town of Pegu took me by surprise (perhaps it was it hospitality or maybe it I was just glad to be removed from the bus seat I molded into.), I’d say it was probably the combination of the two. Which calls upon the plug for San Francisco Hotel; priced well, clean, and reliable wi-fi (means a lot when you’re in Myanmar). The family running the hotel are incredibly nice, they also provide motorbike day tour on the side to suit tourist laying over for the night before hitting their journey again the next day.
The morning was kick started with the question ‘what would you like for breakfast?’ without hesitation our response was “local please”. My partner in crime Adrian and I were ushered on two separate motorcycles, I pillion rode with the extremely friendly lady operator ThuZar, and A with one of male her staff member (apologies, I forget his name).
I was stunned by Mohinga. This fish noodle soup is considered by many to be a national dish, often readily available in most parts of the country from street hawkers, roadside stalls, and family restaurants. Although mohinga is most commonly eaten as a breakfast dish, it wont frowned upon if you have it any other time. I had a day solely dedicated to eating the national jewel from various different stalls, I won’t judge if you do the same. Promise!
Awaken by contrasting textures of chewy rice noodles, creamy broth, tender banana stalks, crisp chickpeas, topped with fresh greens. I can never have enough! Never!
This humble stall was one of the best Mohinga vendors in Burma.
Slightly obsessed with yoghurt making and all things related as of late. This was parfait combo of LSA, poppy seeds, and honey pomelo.
Coconut rice parcel a.k.a Nasi lemak.
My fellow foodie cousin and I drove 2.5hrs for this. looks rather plain, but it was the simplicity that got me. Silky rice noodles were made to perfection slur! Chomp! Chew!
Dim Sum galore
In Malaysia it’s a norm to have a warm breakfast, this would usually mean noodles,roti, or some sort of rice base. On this particular morning it was soft boiled egg, steamed bread and curry dip.
Mantou turned French toast, slapped with peanut butter and honey to throw up the mix.
Told you I’m obsesses with yoghurt at the moment. This one was localised with layers of jackfruit, pomegranate, buckwheat, and LSA.