coffee. best ever.

Are you obsessed like I am with beautiful coffee? 

We're not talking about ultra grande milked down syrupy disgusting excuses for coffee,

but real, strong dark bliss in a little perfect cup.

Well, get a load of this little beauty...

that's right - it's electric!
No stove-top espresso around here - just flick the switch and wait for perfection!

My wonderful parents and grandparents got it for me for my birthday this week from here

with a dash of our beautiful raw Biodynamic milk splashed on the top...

bliss.

spring things

We've been sowing.

We've been cleaning.

We've been doing lots as brothers and sisters do during the spring.

Cuddling bunnies...

my view this afternoon - lemon butter making...

Practicing
carefully
to write.

Learning
from
eachother.
 

I painted the side of the oven wall a few weeks ago.
It's since then been full of lists, drawings and reminders.
Best thing a kitchen needs - and since the floor is constantly dirty in there - the dust is a non event.  

His..........................................................Hers

I love making these ugly little bits into a scrumptious hot dip.
My hot broad-bean dip is scoffed by young and old around here.
With lots of garlicky goodness, it doesn't stick around for long.

Super delicious dolloped on top of a fried egg and bacon.

Hot Broad Bean Dip:

hull the beans into a small saucepan and boil for a few minutes to soften.
While the cook add to a food processor:
Olive oil (we also had some bacon fat - so we used that today)
a bit of cumin
2 cloves of garlic
salt & pepper

Take straight off the heat and into a food processor.
Blitz till smooth.
Add Olive oil till desired consistency.
Serve straight away.

Oh Spring.

Can't believe that I'm sharing the mess I called my sewing cupboard.
It looks like a bandicoot has been rummaging through it.
Little wonder there's been very little sewing in chateau de Paul, eh?!



Well, Spring is officially here, folks - and so is full on spring cleaning.
We've been living in this house for 11 months - and we're still perfecting where all should go - shifting it here and there.

Not that there's been a lot of time for organizing anything but milk and eggs!

Baxter is full time full on Dad and farm man. (With his sidekick Rocky)

We've got ourselves organized with a custom milk filling system.
I've organized trucks to do my deliveries twice a week. No more Melbourne Tuesdays truckie Amy for me!

... and people are loving it - orders are growing and growing.
Lovely realizing the dream.

This little man is such a little delight. A very big stubborn, opinionated, independent 2 year old.
Would you expect less!?

and our darling girl is SMITTEN with the new kittens. Baby bunnies are her life at the moment.
She's gone from a petrified girl around animals to gaining teeny steps of confidence.
Have I mentioned that they're extremely cute? Because they really are.

We had a yummy sunny 27 here today. Divine.
Happy days to you and yours from me and mine. 

cutest. things. ever.

Not much makes me squeal like a little girl.
SIX little grey and brown bunny babies make me revert to a child.

Oh my. They are the most adorable creatures I have ever laid eyes on.
I can't wait to catch one or two of them and hug and cuddle and love them all over!

Sorry for my distance between blogging - I've been flat with trucking logistics for the milk and eggs.

But hopefully that adorable little thing up there has cheered you up a wee bit.
xx

P.S. Have you got Laura Marling's new album?
Here's a wicked little bit of it...

Bullies. They're not nice.

Why do we Australians get bullied so badly?
It's rampant in our schools - and apparently continues through adulthood.

Take Coal Seam Gas for example.
Big business and the QUEENSLAND GOVERNMENT (who threw somewhere around 3 BILLION dollars at it just after the Queensland Floods - hmm. an appropriate use of funding Anna Bligh?)  are shoving it down our rural families throats.
Their choices are being taken away and their health and future in farming is being stripped of it's future.

When is it going to be that things that are morally and environmentally WRONG end?
Is money enough to ruin the ecosystem and health of rural families?
Is money enough to take beautiful bushland and properties and rape and pillage them to be toxic void wastelands before long?

Let's get behind these innocent people that are being bullied and poisoned and pillaged in rural Australia.

Share and talk about it. It needs to be stopped.

wickedly wonderful father

What makes an amazing father?
Well, I don't know how, but Nic is the poster boy.

Unconditional love, kind heart, warm arms?
Strong hands, purposeful words, gentle guidance?

That's my husband. A most wickedly wonderful father to my tribe.
My heart grows more full of love every day. How is that possible!?

Lost hope!?

Hey pssst. Guess what? I've lost 17 kilograms. 

Not that I truly "lost" it - because I do not seek to re-find it ever. It can go to hell!

I haven't been blogging about it because it has seemed to make up most of my waking life - what I can actually eat because I'm allergic to nightshades and have been kicking Candida's arse which requires not consuming a lot of foods that I am free to eat and supplementing with some not so pleasant to take remedies. So my typical menu during the day can include any of the following:

eggs

avocado with garlic and basil and lemon

scrambled eggs

rooibos tea

poached eggs

steamed broccoli

fried eggs

fritatta

garlic

asparagus

deviled eggs

coconut oil

ham (the real stuff, not that crap from the supermarket)

raw yoghurt

leeks

coffee

butter

dandelion tea

egg salad on lettuce

ham rolled with cheese and rocket

eggs and spinach and garlic

fresh coconut

roasted venison, beef and lamb with gravy made with cream

hard cheese

beetroot

bacon (the real stuff not that crap from the supermarket)

boiled eggs

raw yoghurt

pumpkin

lots of Oregano Oil and Grapefruit Oil

Probiotics

cinnamon eggs

Acai berry supplements

Biotin

Coconut baked fish

EGGS!

Now that I put it like that I feel like I've got lovely variety!

Our family eats a dozen eggs every weekday morning. If it is a child's kindergarten day - they get to choose which style, otherwise it is usually scrambled or poached. There was a bit of bellyaching to begin with to get off the carb kick, but we are SO much better for it. We have an even keel around here every morning - with energy that lasts till lunchtime. On the weekends we mix it up a bit and I allow their little carb hit. But as for me... I still have eggs. Fancy that!

The one thing that just seems to elude me is exercise. I still do my Zumba and Yoga classes, but I'm hopeless to do exercise on my own free will. I know I know - busy busy busy. But I also KNOW the importance of it - for the rest of my life. Might have to get a trainer on board, eh?

Happy Spring!

x