Before I had kids I used to brag that there was no way I would ever turn into a team sport groupie. In particular, I claimed that I would never ever EVER become a soccer mom. But then, Sprog No.1 became addicted to the game. My little soccer player lives to play. There is no such thing as too much soccer. He plays two games per week, trains three times, he plays in the back yard and at school, he plays soccer on the Wii and iPod, and he watches it on TV. He dreams of playing for Australia.
One day at a game I heard a loud raucous voice screeching “just kick the ball!!”. For split second I thought “who was THAT?”, and then I realised it had happened. I had morphed into a Soccer Mom without even seeing it coming.
I have since learned the value of having a chair and a magazine so that I can distance myself from the very tense games!
Now the soccer season hasn’t quite drawn to a close, so I still have oranges to use up. This week’s game didn’t end well, so I had a sad little soccer player to bring home. So this was a little treat for him, a bit of comfort food while licking his wounds…
This loaf is adapted from a very old recipe of my grandmother’s. She loved making all sorts of bread, especially sweet breads. This one is quite dense, has a lovely deep colour and a texture very much like a yeast bread.
- 1 ½ sifted plain flour
- 1 ½ wholemeal flour
- 3 t baking powder
- 1 t salt
- ¼ t baking soda
- ¾ c raw sugar
- 3 eggs, well beaten
- 2/3 c orange juice (fresh is best, and pulp is OK)
- ½ c milk
- ½ c melted butter
- 1 c fresh or frozen blueberries (don’t defrost if using frozen)
- 1/2 c roasted cashews, chopped (I crush lightly with mortar and pestle)
Preheat oven to 175C and line a loaf pan with baking paper.
Sift dry ingredients together in a large bowl. In a separate bowl, combine well beaten eggs with juice, milk and melted butter. Pour egg mixture into the dry ingredients and mix well. Add berries and nuts. Pour into pan and back for about 45 minutes or until browned and a skewer inserted comes out clean.