The Simple Truth about Happiness… and an Orange and Yoghurt cake

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Orange is the happiest colour. — Frank Sinatra

In the Kalahari winter, the desert’s chill seeps into every corner of my kitchen, where the crisp, invigorating air contrasts sharply with the summer’s dry heat. A basket of vibrant winter citrus fruits sits prominently on my kitchen table, their zesty fragrance wafting through the space and infusing it with a refreshing burst of scent. The house is quiet. As I sit with my journal, gazing out over the cold, dry savannah, I am reminded that our search for happiness often leads us in many directions, sometimes missing a simpler truth. True and lasting happiness is not found in happenings or external circumstances but in a deep relationship with my Father. Psalm 144:15 assures me: “Blessed (happy) are the people whose God is the Lord.” And Ecclesiastes 2:26 adds, “To the person who pleases Him, God gives wisdom, knowledge, and happiness.” As this truth wraps around me like a comforting blanket and I am filled with a profound sense of peace and contentment.

This feeling of tranquility carries over into my kitchen as I prepare to bake an Orange and Cardamom Yoghurt Cake—perfect for a Friday treat. Yes! It is weekend! The aroma of spices—cinnamon, star anise, and cardamom—fuses beautifully with the citrus, creating a captivating scent that envelops me on this cold morning. From the instant I start zesting the oranges, the kitchen takes on the inviting aroma of a charming bake shop. This cake is especially perfect right now—with oranges in season and the warming spices adding their special touch, it’s ideal for these cold winter months.The mingling fragrances of spices and fresh fruit transform my Kalahari kitchen into a warm, joyful retreat, a true celebration of winter’s embrace and the comforting presence of happiness found within.

This is a winter must bake! This cake is guaranteed to bring a smile to your face and add a delightful touch to your weekend.

Orange and Cardamom Yoghurt Cake

Ingredients

  • 250g butter (room temperature)
  • 250 ml (1 cup) castor sugar
  • zest of one orange
  • 3 extra large eggs
  • 375g (2 1/2 cups) self raising flour
  • 5ml (1 teaspoon) grounded cardamom
  • pinch of salt
  • 375ml (1 1/2 cup) greek yoghurt
  • 125ml (1/2 cup) desiccated coconut
  • 30ml (2 tablespoons) poppyseed

Syrup ingredients

  • zest and juice of 2 oranges
  • 125ml (1/2 cup) fresh lemon juice
  • 60ml (1/4 cup) water
  • 250ml (1 cup) caster sugar
  • 60ml (1/4 cup) honey
  • 5 star anise
  • 5 cardamom pods
  • 2 cinnamon sticks

Instructions

  • Preheat the oven to 180C
  • Grease a medium-sized ring from pan and dust with cake flour.
  • Cream the butter and sugar together until light and fluffy.
  • Incorporate the orange zest into the mixture.
  • Add the eggs one at a time, beating well after each addition.
  • Sift the flour, cardamom, and salt together in a separate bowl.
  • Fold the dry ingredients into the egg mixture alternately with the yogurt, starting and ending with the flour mixture.
  • Gently fold in the coconut and poppy seeds until evenly combined.
  • Pour the batter into the prepared tin and smooth the top.
  • Bake for 50 minutes or until a cake tester inserted into the center comes out clean.

While the cake is baking, prepare the syrup.

  • Combine all syrup ingredients in a small pot.
  • Heat the pot over medium heat, stirring until the sugar dissolves.
  • Bring the syrup to a boil, then let it simmer for 5 minutes. (The delightful aroma of the spices will fill your kitchen!)
  • Remove the cake from the oven and allow it to cool slightly before turning it out of the tin.
  • Place the cake on a cooling rack.
  • Gently pour the hot syrup over the cake, allowing it to soak in.

Top the cake with a generous dollop of whipped cream, allowing its creamy sweetness to elevate each bite. For an extra touch, sprinkle some chopped pistachios on top of your cake, letting them adhere to the sticky, sweet syrup. This cake is guaranteed to bring a smile to your face and add a delightful touch to your weekend.

Whoever is happy will make others happy. ― Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl

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Embracing Winter: A Recipe for Slow Braised Lamb Shanks under the Kalahari Stars

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“The silence of the desert and the blanket of stars above during winter in the Kalahari are a humbling reminder of nature’s vastness and beauty.”– Unknown

As the sun begins its slow descent towards the horizon, casting longer shadows across the red sands of the Kalahari, a whisper of change stirs in the air. The relentless heat of the day begins to yield, offering a fleeting respite to man and animal. It was a hot dry summer. In the distance, the camel thorn trees stand watch against the horizon…even they seem to sense the changing season, their branches rustling softly in the gathering south wind.

At nightfall, the sky transforms into a canvas of breathtaking beauty. Stars emerge one by one, their twinkling lights piercing the darkness. In the quiet of the desert night, one can almost hear the whispers of winter approaching. It is a subtle shift, imperceptible to all but those attuned to the rhythms of the land.

Fires crackle to life, warm blankets are carefully unwrapped as we prepare for the winter. The secrets of winter recipes are unearthed from dusty cookbooks and cherished family traditions. Fragrant spices are measured out with care, infusing the air with the promise of hearty stews and steaming bowls of comfort. Yes, it is time for hearty stews, winter comfort food and slow cooking…

Join me in my Kalahari kitchen today as we cook this easy recipe. This is more than just a meal; it is a celebration of warmth, togetherness, and the simple joys of good food shared with loved ones.

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Life and Lemons

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I cannot believe we are one third into 2021. It has been a whirlwind few months with many changes in our home… we are all still trying to adjust to a new normal. Children are far off at college, our house is quiet and we are adjusting to a so called new-normal. 2020 has shown us that nothing stays the same for long–rather, seasons come and go naturally with the predictable (and unpredictable) transformations that our world endures.

“The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance.”

– Alan W. Watts

The change of seasons excites me! Days are becoming shorter, evenings longer. I love autumn! As summer’s light dims and the leaves begin to fall, I like autumn’s reminder that a meaningful life isn’t only about productivity, but transition too.

Autumn is a time of beauty, of harvesting and of shedding the old. While autumn is a time of productivity, it is also a time of completion and transition.I love the quote that reads: If we don’t change, we don’t grow. If we don’t grow, we aren’t really living.

Discerning the seasons of our lives isn’t always easy. The Book of Ecclesiastes says there’s ‘a season for every activity under heaven’ it is wonderful to know that our Lord is involved in all this too. God has tasks for us to do, seasons for us to do them in, and wants to guide us through each of them. I am reminded every day through this new season that it is all a choice- a choice to live expectantly. To live attentively. To live with significance. And embrace the seasons of life.

Breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit! And with all the beautiful lemons in season, I am tempted to bake these easy lemon bars. These are classic lemon bars featuring a soft butter shortbread crust and a tangy sweet lemon curd filling that’s baked to the perfect consistency. The lemon layer is thick and substantial, not thin or flimsy like most other lemon bar recipes.

Lemon bars are one of the EASIEST desserts to make but they’re guaranteed to bring a smile to your face; so bright and zingy with all the lemon flavour from the juice and zest, they’re simply irresistible! So Yes! When life gives you lemons- bake lemon bars!!

Recipe on page 2.

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The Earth Laughs in Flowers (and Hot Cross Buns)

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It is the most special week on our Christian calendar. Easter… a commemoration of Christ’s suffering , death and resurrection. How wonderful to be reminded of His love for us and that it wasn’t nails that held him to the cross but His love for you and me. And that He has risen. He lives!

I love the lyrics of the song “Because He Lives” written by Gloria and William J. Gaither.

Because He lives, I can face tomorrow

Because He lives, all fear is gone

Because I know He holds the future

And life is worth the living

Just because He lives.

Easter is about family, faith and love. It is a time of togetherness and reflection. And wherever you find yourself this Easter weekend, chances are good there will be hot cross buns on your Easter menu!

The sanctity of hot cross buns, it seems, is bound up in our childhood memories: the innocent scent of yeasty, raisin-studded buns warming in the oven, redolent of butter, allspice and cinnamon filling the house. Growing up I could always count on my mom to bring home a fresh package of hot cross buns, the second they hit the shelves. Over time I followed her lead and toasted hot cross buns found their way into our Kalahari kitchen a week or two before Easter and vanish immediately after. (My kids are not too fond of raisins in their food but will endure and endulge in a hot cross bun at Easter!)


There isn’t one clear explanation for why hot cross buns make their way to our table around Easter. Some theories rest in Christian symbolism, though there are several stories (and even some tall tales) about their origins. Some talk about hot cross buns (which may have at one time been called Good Friday buns) being baked and eaten solely on Good Friday, while others mentioned them being eaten throughout Lent. But one thing is certain, over time they gained popularity, and eventually became a symbol of Easter weekend.

I know there are some great hot cross bun recipes out there, but as my two daughters and partners-in-crime-when-baking, are away at college, I will be resorting to store bought hot cross buns. And serve them with a twist. Hot Cross Buns French Toast. ( Recipe on page 2) Who can resist the smell of butter and cinnamon wafting through the kitchen on Easter weekend.

This is a quick and easy recipe and a crowd pleaser. And it is perfect for those left over buns, even long after the weekend. I wish you a blessed Easter. Because He lives, I can face tomorrow! – Aldalene

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The Best is yet to Come

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As I sit reflecting on 2020 on this last day of the year, I read Habakkuk 3:17-19 and my heart is encouraged.


“Though the fig tree does not blossom
And there is no fruit on the vines,
Though the yield of the olive fails
And the fields produce no food,
Though the flock is cut off from the fold
And there are no cattle in the stalls,

Yet I will [choose to] rejoice in the Lord;
I will [choose to] shout in exultation in the [victorious] God of my salvation!
The Lord God is my strength [my source of courage, my invincible army];
He has made my feet [steady and sure] like hinds’ feet
And makes me walk [forward with spiritual confidence] on my [a]high places [of challenge and responsibility].”

Though 2020 was not the year we planned or dreamed about…

Though 2020 was a year with no hunters around my Kalahari Kitchen…

Though 2020 was a year of tears, disappointments, unrealised dreams and goals…

Yet, I will choose to rejoice in my Lord for

…a year of student children returning home for lockdown on the ranch

…early morning runs on the farm road

…late night bon fires under the starry Milky Way

…creating new recipes with my daughters in my Kalahari kitchen

…the opportunity for us as a family to reset, regather, refocus, grow.

Yes, 2020 was a challenging year but today as I reflect back, my heart is filled with joy, thankfulness and hope.

For the Lord is my strength, my source of courage

He makes my feet steady, even though the new year is uncertain and the future is unknown

He makes me walk with spiritual confidence on my high places of challenge and responsibility.

I am excited to journey with you as we face a new year with new possibilities, new opportunities, new friendships, new memories around my Kalahari Kitchen table.

Love Aldalene

Life’s not about expecting, hoping and wishing, it’s about doing, being and becoming.

Mike Dooley