Saturday 6 February 2010

Pineapple Tarts

I just found out today that Larkin grew up in Coventry.
That pretty much explains the mood of his poetry.
Still, one enjoys reading him. His sentiments are at one private and public.
Like a universal cynical attitude towards life that most can probably relate to, and yet they are inspired from private thoughts/moments in his life.

And i surprisingly like In memoriam a.h.h. and it is through this poem that i am starting to like the victorians this term. Their obsession with death is almost quaint when you find out that it was because that was the period in history when people started to publicly wonder if there is an after-life. I used to think it was just because they were so stiff and serious and...sombre?
Queen Victoria laid out a fresh set of clothes and towel for her husband every morning 20 yrs after his death (and publicly admitted this). Sorry i cant find any other way to describe this other than - so cute! (and very touching of course).

Deciding whether or not to make pineapple jam tarts tmr........
I want to.
Because I've never had to before. And what better time than now.
But. The process is tedious and look at all the different types of flour I will need to get:
300 gm wheat flour, 50 gm cornflour, 30 gm custard flour and 20 gms milk powder

Who can resist heart shaped jam tarts?
 

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