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How
to Fake
Being Tidy
and other things
my mother never taught me
First published in 2021
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Introduction xiii
Why it’s easy to be ruthless with other people’s stuff 1
Is the hostess gift still a thing? 5
When Ellen came to stay 9
Trapped in the boutique 13
Love, chokos and the whole jam thing 17
GRANNY BARRY ’S CHUNK Y M ARM AL ADE 20
A man about the house 23
Shame file of a chronic returner 27
Hello stranger 31
When does a loan become a gift? 35
Killing my wisteria 39
The cat goes AWOL 43
The trouble with house guests 47
A whiter than white wash 51
When you smile, the world . . . feels sorry for you 55
The cookbook throw-out that wasn’t 65
A passing infatuation with fat 69
BROCCOMOLE 72
Is there a place for a pickle fork? 73
How to fold a towel 77
It’s hard to love a leaf blower 81
‘Where’s the personality?’ 85
When opportunity knocks, don’t answer 89
Is it okay to clean someone else’s house? 93
The day I didn’t notice 37,000 bees 97
Jane and I make a cake 105
JANE’S FRUIT CAKE THAT BECA ME A WEDDING CAKE 108
An idiot loses their shopping 111
How to get into a fix 115
HUMMUS WITH SPICED L A MB 118
Fifty shades of red 120
Losing my mother 124
Unexpected paws at the table 135
Travel panic runs in the family 139
How to be your best self while doing nothing 143
Does tradie know best? 146
‘I think you’ll find that’s permanent’ 150
Twenty-four-hour non-party people 154
The case of the disappearing magnolia 158
LEMON DELICIOUS PUDDING 162
PASSIONFRUIT CREA MS 163
I attempt being clean and tidy 164
Three hours of being a basket case 168
How to make a bed 172
The ‘servant’ question 176
Voyage round my kitchen 180
CHOCOL ATE DESSERT CAKE 189
A fine (washing) line between pleasure and pain 191
A pressing issue 195
Listless in suburbia 199
How I know I’m not a princess 202
The pantry clear-out 206
ROASTED TOM ATO SOUP 209
My worst meal 211
Cleaning the silver 215
The precious gift of giving the wrong thing 219
The art of packing (if only I had it) 223
I get a lesson in taste 227
The manly art of romance 232
I attempt to become a domestic icon 238
BASIC CHICKEN TRAY BAKE 244
INDIAN ALMOND CHEESECAKE 247
The curse of restaurant pity 248
A groaning table, or give me a negroni 252
So long, Spoon 256
Acknowledgements 259
When does a loan
become a gift?
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When does a loan become a gif t?
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desirable when someone else has them. Is that about loss or just
better curation?
Liz told me she has a policy of never wearing any item of
clothing any friend has given her when she’s with that friend.
‘You’re rocking it and they see how great it looks and then they
regret giving it to you,’ she said. ‘So you get into this reverse tug-
of-war where you’re saying, here, have it back, and they’re going,
“No, no, I couldn’t, I gave it to you . . . but it is really, really nice,
isn’t it?”. Then they look wistful and kind of martyred.’
So if you’re going to give, give. If you’re going to lend, don’t,
unless you can live without it forever. And if you’re the receiver,
have it on display when the former owner comes to visit, but not
looking too good.
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Killing my wisteria
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about the season but the tops of the eucalypts across the way are
whipping in the cool winds and bright carpets of fallen blossom
are swirling around the street’s crepe myrtles. Autumn, and the
trees are singing themselves to sleep.
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It’s the mention of pillars that worries me. They appear in the
first email Jane sends about her crazy idea to make her son’s
wedding cake. It seems I’m to be the mad professor’s assistant
in this enterprise. Neither of us has made a wedding cake before,
although we’ve both seen some, from a distance.
Jane lives in England, the happy couple live here, and she
would be arriving only three weeks before the big day. Not much
time in which to make two fruit cakes—big enough to feed 70
guests—speed-mature them somehow, and then have a go at some
classy icing and decorating that looks vaguely professional. On
the other hand, it’s quite a lot of time in which to fail and not
have a cake ready for the wedding.
‘Have you thought of ordering one from an actual wedding
cake maker?’ I write back.
‘Well, that would be the easy way, of course,’ she replies a little
tartly. ‘But he has asked me to make it. He likes my fruit cake
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woman in the cake equipment place says: ‘We do get asked for
royal icing occasionally, but only at Christmas and those cus-
tomers are usually over 80’.
Jane is a self-acknowledged perfectionist. I am not. Yet I’m the
one who overthinks the whole business, spending my evenings
watching videos of skilled professional cake makers wielding
palette knives like Italian plasterers and plunging hollow dowel
rods into cakes with all the precision of someone from Grey’s
Anatomy performing an emergency tracheotomy. There’s a whole
world out there of tricks and techniques, weird gear, helpful
women, and ghastly overdone confections.
Jane watches none of these and is alarmingly calm and con-
fident. Bloody hell. Doesn’t she realise how much can go wrong
with advanced piping, for example, or sugar flowers?
‘He says he wants it to be rustic so it’s not as if it has to be
one of those kick-arse confections with all of that,’ she says. Now
she tells me.
The cakes themselves, made to an old Christmas cake recipe
of Jane’s, turn out nicely, fragrant with fruit and brandy. Jane
makes the marzipan from scratch using a Nigel Slater recipe—
so superior to the bought stuff and dead easy, it turns out—and
layers it on thickly. (We use the leftover bits in a plum crumble.)
With their marzipan layer on, the cakes look smooth and parch-
ment-y, although rather mound-shaped, I can’t help noticing.
‘Are they meant to be slopey like that?’ I say, the helpful friend.
The days pass while we wait for the marzipan to dry. Jane
learns that Australian kitchens have cockroaches and marauding
ants to guard against. When it’s ready, Jane whips up some royal
icing—made with icing sugar, egg white, lemon juice, and some
glycerine so it won’t set like concrete—and we plaster it on with
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JA N E ’ S FR U I T C A KE T H AT B EC A M E A
WE D D I N G C A KE
This has become my new Christmas cake. It’s beautifully rich and moist,
and the prunes and apricots make for a delicious twist on conventional
fruitcake recipes. It’s very good even without marzipan and icing.
Ingredients
500 g mixed dried fruit (raisins, sultanas, currants)
200 g pitted prunes, roughly chopped
200 g dried apricots, roughly chopped
100 g glacé cherries, halved
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Method
Combine the mixed fruit, prunes and dried apricots, glacé cherries and
mixed peel in a large bowl and add the lemon juice, orange juice and
whisky, rum or brandy. Stir well. Leave overnight in a cool place.
Heat the oven to 140°C. Line the base and sides of a 23-cm round
cake tin, or a 20-cm square tin, with a double thickness of greaseproof
paper or baking paper.
Cream the butter and sugar together. Beat in the orange and lemon
rinds and marmalade. Add the eggs one at a time, beating well after
each addition.
Sift together the plain flour, spices and salt. Add the dry ingredients
and the soaked fruit alternately to the butter mixture, mixing well after
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each addition. Pour the batter into the prepared cake tin and level off
the top. Bang the tin on the bench once, to settle the contents.
Decorate with the blanched almonds, pressing them lightly onto the
top (skip this step if you’re planning to ice the cake). To help prevent
the edges from burning, wrap a double thickness of greaseproof paper
around the tin, making sure it rises about 10 cm above the top of the
rim, and secure with string.
Place on the lower shelf of the oven so that the top of the cake is in
the middle, and bake for 1 hour, then cover with a loose sheet of foil and
bake for a further 3 hours or until a skewer comes out clean.
Wrap the cake, still in its tin, in two thicknesses of foil and leave to
cool overnight. Remove from the tin and wrap the cake in two layers of
greaseproof paper and some foil or beeswax wrap and store in an air-
tight tin for up to 2 months.
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