Further to this, it seems everyone I know has been reading the Hunger Games books recently. This week Tim and I planned to meet up with a group of friends for a BYO dinner on Friday night, after all of them had seen the Hunger Games movie. On Wednesday night Tim started reading the book itself out of curiosity and finished it the next day. On Thursday I realised I was going to be the only person at the dinner table on Friday night who wouldn’t have read it or seen the movie. So I thought to myself: Can I read it by the time we get to the movie? Could I what.
I finished it in less than three hours, that very night. Including checking Twitter constantly, and making dinner (which was toast, but still. Dinner.) While the book itself is easy enough to gallop through, I clearly still have the speedreading magic. At lunch on Friday it took little more than some significant eye contact for Tim and I to know exactly what the other person was thinking: we should book tickets to see the movie with everyone else that night. After the movie I nearly floated out of the cinema and analysed it so hard I almost lost my voice. Roughly 24 hours previous I was opening the book for the first time, knowing nothing about it other than the lead character was called Katniss and it was really, really popular. The only thing faster than my reading, was the material I was reading’s ability to win me over. It won me over so fast it deserves an ironically slow clap from a crowded room.
However, back when I made this Coconut Raspberry Loaf on Wednesday to eat during an afternoon with my friend Kate, I was none the wiser. I strode purposefully up to her house in Mt Vic with the cake only partially cooked, because I was already late and it was taking forever to cook and I was starting to feel like I was in one of those dreams where you’re trying so hard to get to your destination but things keep slowing you down and you never actually make it. Irrationally, I grabbed the wobbly loaf cake from the oven, wrapped the tin in several teatowels, put it in a bag and left (of course the wind dropped and the humidity rose at this point, directly in relation to the gradient of hill I was climbing) and continued baking it for a further 15 minutes at Kate’s. Still turned out fine, which bodes well for your baking it in uninterrupted circumstances.
My entire motivation in these photographs was getting the cool couch in the background.
Not one drop of food colouring went into that icing. Who knew raspberries with their natural muted-garnet hue, had it in them to deliver electro spilled-nailpolish pink like this? Not I. I was expecting a kind of dull, uncooked steak colour at best, not this bodacious fuchsia, the stuff of $2 Shop lipgloss.
Coconut’s mild sweetness and the sharp juiciness of raspberries work beautifully together. While you could leave the icing off if you’re in a hurry or don’t have enough raspberries, the fast-dissolving nature of the icing sugar and retained sourness from the fruit adds marvelously to the overall deliciousness, more than your usual, potentially oversweet icing might. This cake is easy to make, slices beautifully, and the coconut and fruit makes sure it’ll be okay the next day too. Frozen raspberries are cruelly costly, but I wanted them for a few different reasons and so stuck to my guns. But you could use the cheaper blackberries or boysenberries happily here. Or even just leave them out altogether and you’ve got yourself a rather choice plain coconut loaf recipe.
Basically it’s amazing, plus it easily stands up to a cross-town dash in the middle of the cooking process.
And the cake batter tastes brilliant. Bada bing.
Tim and I spent last night at the Wellington Zoo – with most of the people that we went to see the Hunger Games movie with. Yes. They run sleepovers during the warmer months, and usually schoolkids are their main market, but about 28 adults instead were there last night. Getting up close to the animals without any of the usual crowds? So cool. Sleeping on the floor, separated only from its unyielding flatness by a couple of thin sleeping mats? Do-able as. Discovering the Mighty Boosh-esque lizard lounge for various reptiles, decorated with records by Julio Iglesias? Delightful. Realising there was a pelican, one of the things I fear most in this world, living on Monkey Island where we gathered for 20 minutes to feed its simian inhabitants? Blood-chilling. Apart from that ugliness though (and thanks to everyone who helped by saying “it’s gone! Oh wait it’s back” while I hid my face in Tim’s shoulder) it was a fantatically awesome time.
Especially when this sunbear stood on her hind legs and waved to us.
So gorgeous. Partially because we’d all just seen it, and partially because of the heightened silliness you feel when a little underslept and in an unfamiliar place, but there was a lot of raised eyebrows-ing and “this is SO Hunger Games” and so on. What, I enjoy wallowing in the obsession of pop culture, okay? Also, does anyone else get young Catherine O’Hara vibes from Jennifer Lawrence, who plays Katniss in the film? That is not-given-lightly high praise, by the way.
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Title via: Raspberry Beret, that jaunty classic by the jaunty Prince.
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Music lately:
Althea and Donna, Uptown Top Ranking. So very good, I was led to this track by a way inferior but admittedly clever sampling of it in a mainstream track. So, really, thank you inferior but admittedly clever mainstream track.
Bic Runga, Tiny Little Piece of My Heart. As beauteous as she ever was at this sort of thing.
Bernadette Peters, Being Alive. Never not obsessed with this song! Or her.
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Next time: I have a couple of quinces that I need some, uh, quincepiration for (sorry…not!) but I also am very set on turning Whittakers‘ new peanut butter chocolate into ice cream. First, to get my hands on some…
That's a very good looking cake! I am such a sucker for pink & green so I love the icing against the couch fabric.
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I am cake jealous! Now i have more reason than ever to plant a voracious raspberry cane in our backyard…
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The sun bear was amazing.
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Whitaker's are making peanut butter chocolate? I soooo have to get me some…
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That icing looks amazing!! Cant wait to make this when i get home from work 🙂
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Hard to beat Whitaker's peanut slab ice-cream – but I'm up for a challenge. Looking forward to the outcome. Will keep my eye out for a block of peanut butter choc.
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I just don't want to. I know that it's all enticing and exciting and not-put-downable and people I trust have enjoyed the books, but I just don't want to be a part of it. I'm sorry. I'm going to keep reading Love in a Cold Climate instead. Give me chuckle-y satire over teenagers killing each other any day.
But I still love you! And I'd totally skim-read-scan baby sitter's club books sometimes too 🙂
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I have to admit I'm late to the Hunger Games, er, game… until I read this post just now I didn't even know the main character's name is Katniss (though I did wonder what all the Katniss-mentioning all over the internet was about). But nevermind: this cake! It looks fantastic. I was hoping you'd blog it… and am really pleased/excited/amazed that the icing is all naturally coloured! Equally impressed that you carted a half-baked cake around town.
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OMG peanut butter chocolate – my heart nearly stopped when I read that bit, woohoo. Have joined the NZ and Aussi Whittikers websites to keep up with the news. Aussi Whittikers say it is a way off yet getting the peanut butter choc here, so may have to get some posted over, – not sure I can wait until Oct, lol, when I plan to be back again. Your icing is up there with Nana Gert's best experimental pink icing for her Christmas Cakes except hers was totally with food colouring. I am thinking the flavour would be very yum and I just happen to have some frozen raspberries (bought on super special) in the freezer. Watch out next day off :):):) Lynn
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Awww, cute sun bear. Glad the pelican didn't getchoo this time. Beautiful icing, and creepy thin weirdo Prince (but good music). I want a cloud suit!
I'd never heard of The Hunger Games until I saw a preview a few weeks ago, but I'd be down with reading it. I'm a quick reader too, so it's not like it would require much sacrifice on my part.
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Cake jealousy is a legitimate emotion. I'm jealous that you can plant raspberries in your backyard, all I've been able to grow so far is a tiny mint plant!
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Wasn't she? I could've stayed there for hours watching her play up.
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Ohh I hear you, all the killing and death put me right off it for ages – hence only just picking it up now – I generally prefer happy-bubble reading to nonstop bleakness.
In fairness, they were super skimmable. My roving eyes luckily never once sped over a Claudia outfit description, that's how good I was.
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Still amazes me about the colour, I want to try making it with other berries now to see what they do once icing sugar's added!
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Yayy hope you get some peanut butter chocolate soon Lynn! Haha I remember the story of the pink icing on the Christmas cake, thanks for reminding me. Hope you're good XXX
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The cloud suit is really something, right?
No pressure – as Hannah and I were saying, it's pretty bleak – but I was a doubter and I loved it, so *shrug*
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The cake looks incredible–especially the electric pink raspberry icing. But what really excites me is that you got to spend the night in a zoo! IN A ZOO! Coolest sleepover ever.
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YUM!!! I will now forever be singing Prince haha. Once he's in your head, good luck getting him out
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Peanut butter chocolate num num ……oh and your cake looks great and I'm really looking forward to seeing the movie -really enjoyed the books.
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Ah! I know I'm joining this conversation late in the piece but that loaf looks so gorgeous! Raspberry and coconut – very underrated I feel. I don't know that I've every described icing as 'cute' but I can't find a better word right now – it's such lovely pink and appropriately drippy 🙂
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