bipolar day

only in ireland can one wake up to terential rain and now be basking in sunshine, however cold it might be, no wonder my entire family are dieing of the flu with bipolar weather like that.

I know im not the only person who loves rainy days as long as i get to stay indoors, rainy days when i have to go out are a whole other story but days like this annoy me. you wake up, hear the rian and feel justified in doing absolutely nothing for the day so you plan out your glorious lazy day, read a book, bake something, wear your ugly tracksuit, no make up or hair straightening just a complete strip back easy day spent on pure self rejuvenating. and then the afternoon comes round and it stops raining and the sun comes out with a vengance and then you feel so guilty for your lazy day, suddenly something in your mind tells you that today can not be a lazy day, you must get up and make yourself look decent and go out about in the world and get things done whilst the weather is in your favour. and 9 times out of 10, you get up, shower, get dressed, hair, make-up, the lot and an hour of effort later, head into the busy world to become one of those busy people rushing around paying no attention trying to get the following week sorted before it rains again.

i prefer when it rains all day

but today i have decided even if the sun is there i will not leave my room, i will sit here talking to you and trawling through cook books looking for inspiration to keep things ticking over in the vast cavern of my head reserved solely for all my food knowledge. well at least i will until about half 7 when i must do myself up to a grand extent for a party, but by then i shall be refreshed and able and more than willing.

days like these (if it were raining, but mentally i believe its raining) are perfect cooking days. days that you spend entirely in the kitchen. 5 hours will pass by without much thought or effort, just enjoyment. but what to make on days like this, nothing simple, you want a challenge, somthing to absorb your mind and take you out of the world around and contain you in the kitchen and music. so we start hawling the cook books up to bed and go through them page by page like you havent read them already.

and just as stereo hearts by gym class hereos kicks in to put you in the good mood we find just the thing :) croque en bouche- crunch in the mouth in rachel allen's book 'bake'. a glorious looking tower of profiteroles covered in caramel. a french wedding cake. each profiterole filled with a chantilly creme. it looks like a feast designed for lazy days, to consume time and produce something worth while and make you feel like you didnt waste the day. i suppose we'd just have to reduce the recipe, an entire wedding cake is a bit much me thinks. lazy days are all well and good unless we gain weight, then we arent happy at all.

yes i think i shall have to attempt this this weekend, unless my mother highjacks the kitchen but i'll try my best cause this is a stunner and i have it in my head and it'll be like a twitch until i do it.

i'll leave you the recipe with some of the songs that i'll be playing in the background (be warned im going through a bieber phase, yes i am a belieber no commenting on it) and i'll put up pics when i do it.

wish me luck :) and if your brave enough to try it enjoy :)