Photos from the west coast

S and I are here to check out Perth, probably a good idea as we will be moving here next year. I'd never been here but all but one person I've spoken to had good things to say about it. And I have to say Perth is fab though I am aware that I am being wined & dined to make sure I comprehend all it has to offer. There is great food, blue skies, dolphins frolicking, craft breweries and a pretty vibrant local community judging by the Lily Street Lasagna bakeoff.

 You have to love a place where they put a sculpture of a man on his horse in the water (that's him below) where he is slowly eroding. After looking at a lot of houses and meeting some very interesting agents, we are off to Kings Park for some greenery and then tootling somewhere for lunch. It's a tough life. 

Drummer!

Sexy Beast...breadzilla!

I've been stuck in a rather pleasant rut for a while, churning out white or seedy (mmm...seedy) sourdough. With the weather warming up, my mind turned of course to making labne (naturally) and as I hate to waste anything I made the rye and whey loaf from the Bourke Street Bakery cookbook (the whey is the liquid that you get from making labne out of yoghurt). Except I didn't have any rye flour, so I used spelt which it would seem behaves quite differently to rye. I tweaked, cajoled and temporarily forgot the dough and this morning baked this big boy. Missed photo op...it was bigger than my head. I've given it up for adoption and I believe it's new carers are well pleased with their handsome  bundle of joy.