Easy but fresh and a little fancy
- ½ cup cobram estate blood orange infused baking oil
- 1 cup sugar
- 1 cup plain flour
- ½ cup milk powder
- 2 eggs
- 1 tsp vanilla
- zest of one lemon
- 250 g cream cheese
- 1 egg
- ½ cup sugar
- juice of a lemon
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Bung everything for the base in the mixer and beat. Spread in the bottom of a slice tray. Bung everything for the top into the mixer (don't bother washing between as long as you've scraped out pretty well). Smear on top and chuck in a 150 deg cel oven. Bake until centre is set and edges are starting to brown. Cool in the fridge, cut with a wet knife and sprinkle with icing sugar.
So this isn’t a sponsored post or anything, our neighbouring property is owned by the bloke behind Cobram Estate Oils. I’ve only met him once but by all accounts is a really great human and I looooooove their products. Anywho, the beautiful couple who care-take for him gave me 2 bottles of this baking oil, this blood red one and a chai one. Ideas for them have been ticking away in the back of my brain and today it came out as this citrus cream cheese slice.
Now I can’t recommend this oil enough, I really think it completely makes this citrus cream cheese slice. However, if you don’t have it on hand, you can get away with any mild flavoured oil or melted butter.
The Ramblings:
So brace yourself for a more serious one today…. I need to preface this with this isn’t a cry for help, or asking for sympathy. I have the right mechanisms in place and it’s under control but I think this stuff should be normalised and spoken about more. I know I’m a shocker for putting on a darn good brave face and not necessarily being open and honest about my mental health, something I’ve been really working on in the last few years.
So lately I have been sharing some of my other creative escapades (sewing etc) on my chops and changes instagram. People have been so lovely, saying such kind things and I really appreciate it. However, one I’ve heard a few times and want to address is ‘Is there anything you can’t do?’. This is such a lovely compliment in some ways and I’m sure that’s how it’s meant. I always play it down and kind of usher it away. But today I want to answer it honestly.
Yes I have various crafty escapades, however you know what I can’t do? I can’t convince myself that I am enough. I can’t make my head a happy enough place that I don’t feel the compulsive need to find a new skill to learn as soon as I master the last. No matter the quantity or quality of external validation, I can’t convince myself that people aren’t just being nice, that they really mean it or that I’m worthy of it. Most succinctly, I can’t convince myself that I am enough…..
But hey, it’s kinda cool to design and sew your own clothes.