Saul Bellow (10 June 1915 – 5 April 2005) was a Canadian-born American writer. For his literary contributions, Bellow was awarded the Pulitzer Prize, the Nobel Prize for Literature, and the National Medal of Arts. He is the only writer to win the National Book Award for Fiction three times and he received the National Book Foundation’s lifetime Medal for Distinguished Contribution to American Letters in 1990. (Wikipedia)
Saul Bellow – Literature’s Stalwart
Everybody needs his memories. They keep the wolf of insignificance from the door.
– S Bellow
The unexamined life can make you want to kill yourself.
– S Bellow
You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.
– S Bellow
Home-made Honeycomb Recipe
I love honeycomb. I always get a big packet of this toffee/caramel honeycomb when there is a fair in Hampstead Heath. I love the bubbly, crunchy texture.
Honeycomb is fairly easy to make but can be dramatic; as you pour the bicarbonate of soda to the bubbling sugar syrup, there may be that scary moment when the syrup would resemble a golden lava erupting from a volcano. Just be careful and take into consideration that boiling sugar can be very, VERY HOT.
Be that as it may, it is worth the effort as it is fun to make and a delight to the taste buds.
Butter for greasing
1 tbsp bicarbonate of soda
200g caster sugar
4 tbsp golden syrup
This recipe will involve fairly fast actions and therefore utensils, such as the baking sheet and hand whisk to be used, should be at hand and at the ready before commencing the preparation.
Grease a baking sheet with enough butter.
Add the sugar and golden syrup to a heavy bottomed large saucepan.
Place the saucepan over a low heat, stirring the mixture constantly using a wooden spoon until the sugar granules completely dissolve into the golden syrup.
Once melted, remove the spoon and let the sugar mixture simmer until it is bubbling and has turned golden.
Remove from the heat and this is the part when you need to be extra careful but be confident ;). As soon as you remove the pan from the heat, whisk in the bicarbonate of soda. It would like make the sugar syrup to foam like a lava from a volcano. Just continue to whisk for a few moments.
Pour this hot delicious half liquid, half air to the waiting greased baking sheet.
Leave to cool for an hour and a half.
The honeycomb can then be eaten as candy or crumbled into puddings or ice-cream.
Super gloriously yummy!
Christmas Decor: Christmas baubles
I love my Christmas balls. The family have collected quite a sizeable amount of these baubles over the years. We had so many that at one time we had to have six Christmas trees to put these baubles in. 😉 It took days or a couple of weeks to set our Christmas decorations in.
And then during the year, we find these balls under settees, behind cabinets, hidden by the folds of long curtains and at some places you would not expect to find them and yet they were there. When I do find them they usually replace my look of puzzlement with one of nostalgic smile.
I do feel sad when one breaks but it is a fact of life, you buy some, you lose some!
Santa Claus’s sleigh is led by eight reindeer, namely Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen, Comet, Cupid, Donner, Blitzen and and of course, Rudolph, the red nose reindeer.
After being a victim of reindeer bullying in Santa’s toy factory because of his unusual bright red nose, Santa Claus redeemed him and made him the star of the sleigh show!
His nose was so bright that it lit the sky making it possible to fly faster and deliver gifts to children who have been good and deserving.
Let’s hear the story of Rudolph the red nose reindeer from one of the best balladeers of all time, Johnny Mathis!
Remember that the most beautiful things in the world are the most useless; peacocks and lilies for instance.
– John Ruskin
I love peacocks, despite their rather vainglorious reputation, I supposed they are really one of the most beautiful and most impressive of all creatures. As they said, “If you got it, flaunt it.”
They are, therefore, ideal Christmas decoration (not the real ones).
There is a peacock at Golders Hill Park and would sometimes give a show of how beautiful his plumage were. The poor peahen was absolutely overwhelmed with desire to run away and count grass blades in a far-away corner, far, far away from the metrosexual peacock.
Despite the peahen being unimpressed with the display the peacock went ahead with his prinning and prancing. And he has the loudest and ugliest yell ever. Imagine being woken by a peacock in the morning. It might be really horrendous.
Christmas Decor: Peacock