I have been desperate to blog but have been lacking much inspiration lately. I love to write about my travels and baking, but unfortunately I have been doing neither lately. Today I had a day off work so I went to the supermarket and bought some supplies for a baking weekend.
However, although it is still November (the end of our spring), yesterday we had a very summery day. The mercury reached 39.6°C (that’s 103°F) which is a huge anomaly from what I recall of past Novembers. I can’t complain when it reaches temperatures so high here, because I adore the sweltering heat (it reminds me of holidays and happiness). However, our current living situation involves a terrible airconditioner which uses too much energy, so our house can get very hot. Generally we just leave all the doors and windows open and wait for the cool breeze.
Today was only about 30°C, although the temperature did not drop that low overnight, so the heat and humidity from yesterday is still lingering. Therefore I decided that I might wait until Sunday to bake. Terrible, because we are craving dessert tonight, but I’m sure we’ll survive.
It’s also getting closer to Christmas and I’m planning to make some yummies for my colleagues, as well as for Alex and I on the big day.
So what to do when it’s sweltering hot? It’s that hot that my coconut oil has transformed to liquid. Too hot to bake, too hot to make ice-cream cake. Too hot to exercise or to clean the house (a shame for the latter). Perhaps a barbecue could be a good idea, but we’re out of gas.
The best thing to do when it’s this hot, is nothing. Absolutely nothing. Especially on a Friday night, I can think of no better way to spend my time. I think I will curl up with Jane Eyre and enjoy the cool breeze blowing in through our front door with an icy drink in my hand. Before long, it will cool down dramatically, as is the norm for Melbourne, and I can look forward to some baking very soon.