Roll with it

I plan to post three times a week and had hoped to keep this space an app-adjusted-free zone. However... what to do when The Child bakes a Swiss Roll and it's not ready until after the sun sets. Ask her not to cut it until tomorrow? Smacks of child abuse, so to counteract the kitchen lights I've fiddled with my new favourite photo app Snapseed.

The Child is now 14 and a hell of a baker. If you'd like to recreate her Swiss Roll, you'll find the recipe here (don't use fat-free ricotta though. I mean really. If I'm going to eat cake, I want to eat cake. Not fake cake). I'd also double the jam and ricotta quotas.

Baking inspiriation tends to hit The Child late in the day, so it's not unusual in this house to eat afternoon tea treats post dinner. Purists may wish to have this afternoon tea treat in the afternoon...

Long time coming

There's no place like home, which is why I'm back.

Strangely, it was possibly one of the smallest, simplest pleasures on earth that's drawn me back: white pegs. Yep, that's right. Pegs.

I like clothes. I particularly like my clothes. I spend probably more than I can afford but I have a thing about quality over quantity. I even like laundering my clothes - and hanging them to dry. What I don't like is multi-coloured bits of plastic digging into my lovely things and ruining the look for me. To paraphrase a past editor of Vogue Living, if I see things in a setting I don't like I delete them from my visual field. Which is exactly what I've been doing with pegs for years (I'm a simple soul).

Sure, I could have bought packets of pegs and discarded all the coloured ones and built a collection of white - but too wasteful. Tried wooden pegs, but no good if caught unawares in the rain.

So when I found these inoffensive little Japanese beauties in Dollar King at Leichhardt this morning, I bought packets of them. They're made by Daiso, which I learned after a quick google, is Japan's top $2 shop - and we have four of them right here in Sydney.

I don't know why it's taken so long for someone to think of white pegs. I've been looking for (affordable) ones for years. Trust the Japanese to keep it simple.

George Street here I come.

Have a lovely weekend.