A slightly stressful Saturday

A slightly stressful Saturday

Quite a stressful Saturday morning last weekend – well 5 minutes of stress anyway. It was the morning that tickets went on sale for Nibley Music Festival http://www.nibleyfestival.co.uk – this is a great little music festival that takes place a few miles from my home. Tickets usually sell out really quickly so I had to be on the ball.
The beauty of this festival that it is small (less than 5000 people) yet they manage to book some fantastic music acts. This year I was keen to get tickets as they have Scouting for Girls and Land of the Giants playing – two fun favourites of mine.
Tickets went on sale at 9am, so I was up at 8.10am – made sure all the computers were on, the wifi was working and that I knew my PayPal password! I had a Mac, a MacBook, a PC and my iPhone all fired up and ready.
My pulse increased to 104bpm in anticipation, and then at 9am I clicked on the ‘buy tickets’ link and waited what seemed like an eternity. The first piece of technology to get me to the ticket page was my trusty PC! I wasn’t expecting that as it’s usually so slow that I am yelling at it. My iPhone came a quick second! After a couple of false starts when I failed to tick the terms and conditions box, I managed to secure my tickets by 9.04am.
Now I can relax and I am really looking forward to July 4th – lets hope it’s a beautiful sunny day for this Cotswold music extravaganza and it will be great to have my whole family back at home and sharing the day!

 

 

 

Almond Butter – how do you like yours?

Almond Butter – how do you like yours?

Several years ago I read about the benefits of eating almonds – they didn’t really feature in our lives at that time so I decided to try and incorporate them into our daily routine. We added almond butter to our daily porridge ritual and there has been no going back.
Dave likes his almonds to be roasted before they are made into butter – he likes to swirl it into his porridge to give a lovely roasted almond flavour to his breakfast. On the other hand – I like my almonds to be ground in their raw state – no roasting necessary and made into a more solid ‘butter’ which I can slice up over my porridge – delicious!

Porridge, almond butter and banana

I make the almond butter in my Vita-Mix – an extremely powerful piece of equipment. Just throw the almonds in and blend to the consistency that you require. To make the roasted version all you need to do is pop the almonds onto a baking tray and roast for approximately 9 mins at 170C fan, allow to cool and then blitz to a gooey paste. There is no need to add any salt or oil.

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Almond butter

My his ‘n’ hers versions of almond butter

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Roasted almond butter

 If you are going to keep this for a long time, it should be stored in the fridge. We get through a jar in approximately a week and being sealed, we have no problems keeping ours out of the fridge.

I have also made almond, brazil and cashew butter in the same way (ABC). Its best not to roast the brazils and cashews before blending – well that’s my taste -I find the roasted flavours a bit overpowering. This makes a ‘complete protein’ butter and amazing if you’re building those muscles!

ABC butter

Have you tried making nut butter? How do you like yours?

Sunday run 3

Sunday run 3

Thought I would have a nice warm sunny run this morning after yesterday’s beautiful weather. The temperature was up to 9°C so I decided that I would dispense with one item from my winter running wardrobe. I chose the gloves! This turned out to be the right choice. Just as I left the house it started to rain, just a light drizzle, but very wet nonetheless. I had decided to try an old route which I thought was 6.2 miles, a particularly undulating challenge, mostly on quiet country roads.
The run was considerably wetter than I had hoped, and I was glad that I had worn my jacket and woolly hat – my hands, thankfully were not cold.
One of the most unnerving aspects of this particular run, especially it seems, on Sunday mornings, is the fact that the route goes past several large fields within which are a group of shotgun wielding locals. You can never see them, but boy can you hear them. I always imagine I might be a nice fluorescent yellow moving target, and if one of them was having a particularly bad morning, they might take it out on me! Madness I know but your thoughts do tend to wander when running – the constant boom of the shotguns made me run just that little bit faster!
As it turned out, my 6.2 mile run was actually 6.8 miles.
Now that’s more calories for cake later…….

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