We arrived at the Honolulu International Airport yesterday for our Hawaiian holiday aboard Qantas QF3 SYD to HNL. The flight was comfortable and smooth on board the Airbus 330. If you want to see photographs of the meals prior to, during the flight and last night please check out YummyLummyBlog on Instagram.
Today we got up early because we had a tour going out to Pearl Harbor to see the USS Arizona memorial, the battleship USS Missouri and the National Memorial Cemetery of the Pacific (Punchbowl).
For breakfast I sought out and enjoyed spam and eggs.
For lunch I had a chili dog with sauerkraut and pickled jalopeño pepper.
For dinner we found a Japanese noodle restaurant known as the Ringer Hut and I had pork and kimchi hotpot.
I’ve added some of the photographs from Pearl Harbor into a slideshow gallery. When I get more time I’ll process as many of the photographs as possible and post them. You can see some on my main instagram account garydlum.
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So this is the beginning of our Hawaiian holiday. Have you ever been to Hawaii? What did you do?
Over a five day road trip I enjoyed 5 types of vanilla slice
This post is dedicated to one of my favourite pastries, i.e., the vanilla slice. I’m not talking about the pooncy Mille-feulle that the French make. I’m talking about a good old fashioned vanilla slice that you find at school fetes, an Australian classic. An Australian legend.
This post is not about the story of the vanilla slice and its iconic position in modern Australian history. This is my opinion (only) on what makes a good vanilla slice.
As I was driving home yesterday, I was chatting with Mum on the telephone. I was describing my holiday experience and the vanilla slices I’d eaten. We discussed how we remember vanilla slices from the time I was a young boy when you get them at the school tuck shop and at school fetes.
In my mind a good vanilla slice isn’t too tall, that is, the layer of custard only needs to be a centimetre or so not the two or more centimetres you see in most shops. The custard should also be rich and creamy without too much gelatin. I’ve had some vanilla slices which I’m sure I could bounce off a wall because the custard was like a squash ball. You don’t want your tongue to slide off the custard, the custard needs to be soft enough that you can manipulate the custard with the tip of your tongue. You want to be able to savour and taste the custard, it needs to coat your tongue so that all the amazing flavour of the custard can give you that amazing rush. The pastry should be thin but not so flaky and hard that when you bite into it it cracks and creates a flaky snow storm. I don’t mean soggy, soggy pastry isn’t good, but soft to firm. This goes for both the bottom layer of pastry and the top layer. The icing is contentious. I’m a fan of both the passionfruit and pink icing variations. I’m not a fan of the white icing with chocolate swirls. That sort of fanciness has no place in vanilla slice making (IMHO). The icing needs to be subtle, sweet, but not sickly sweet. It also needs to be thin, not thick, thick makes it too sweet. The icing also needs to be soft so that when you bite into the slice your maxillary incisors can slice cleanly through the icing into the custard and the mandibular incisors cleanly slice through the pastry and into the custard. You don’t want to make a mess. You don’t want your fingers to be too sticky. You want to be able to eat a vanilla slice with your hands or if you’re with polite company with a fork. Modern day vanilla slices often have icing that is too thick or too ‘tempered’ so it snaps or embeds into the custard as you push down with a fork.
In terms of shape and size, rectangles or squares are fine but not too big. Everything in moderation people, you want to have that feeling of wanting more but knowing you’ve had enough with just one slice.
Okay here’s the lineup of vanilla slices from my recent holiday.
Holbrook Bakery (central)
This was the first vanilla slice of the trip. It’s from the (central) Holbrook Bakery (there are two, viz., central and southern). You can see the icing has been dusted with icing sugar. I believe this is superfluous. If the pastry is too stiff when you bite in or when you use a fork the icing sugar goes all over the place, not a good thing if you’re wearing a black shirt. I made the mistake of going for the French vanilla slice which has a layer of cream. The cream was good but because the pastry was too hard you basically squirt the cream all over the place making for a messy experience. If I was eating this over my kitchen sink or in the bath tub with my hands that would be fine but not in a bakery or cafe.
Henri’s Wodonga Bakery
Henri’s is a big bakery in the Coles car park in Wodonga. There’s a lot of tables and chairs and a great selection of cakes. The pastry and custard in this vanilla slice was good. The icing though was too thick. Way too thick. I lifted it off when I couldn’t get my fork through it. I ate the icing separately. I really enjoyed the custard and the pastry but the icing was too sweet.
Hides Bakery Benalla
So this was the only passionfruit icing I came across on my trip. It was really nice and the flavour was subtle. The tang of the passionfruit was there and contrasted nicely with the sweetness of the soft and light icing. The custard though was a little too gelatinous.
Kemp’s Bakery in Kilmore
Before I describe the vanilla slice let me say this is a really good bakery/cafe. The staff are friendly and helpful. The tables and chairs are great and not too close together. The best part of the bakery is the toilets. Best, cleanest well lit toilets I came across on this trip. I’d happily read a newspaper in the toilets in Kemp’s Bakery in Kilmore. Now the icing on this vanilla is this pink. Can it be too pink? Who knows! What I found odd was the strawberry flavour in the icing. The custard was set a little too high and was a bit gelatinous too.
Beechworth Bakery in Beechworth
I didn’t have Beechworth in my original itinerary. That said, quite a few friends told me they thought the Beechworth vanilla slice was the best. One friend in particular who I know to be a connoisseur of vanilla slices thought Beechworth was the place to go. Given I was driving at a leisurely pace on this holiday, I took a detour from Wangaratta to Beechworth and then headed on to Holbrook. The Beechworth Bakery is impressive and if you check out yesterday’s post you’ll see why in the display case photograph I posted. This vanilla slice was certainly good. The custard wasn’t too high. The custard wasn’t too gelatinous. The pastry was softish. The icing though was thick. That said, the Beechworth Bakery Vanilla slice was probably the best of this trip and I’m glad I took some time out to visit. The better reason though to visit Beechworth Bakery is their beesting. OMG the best beesting ever. Custard in light sweet pastry. It was amazing.
So have these vanilla slices been better than my all time favourite of recent years? NO The vanilla slice from the Gumnut Patisserie at Bowral (or Mittagong or Moss Vale) still ranks as the best even though it does have pooncy white icing with chocolate swirls.
The last word on my vanilla slice journey comes from my Mum. “Gary you know the only way you’re going to enjoy the perfect vanilla slice is if you practice and make it yourself”.
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I also want to mention that one of the enjoyable parts of my driving holiday wasn’t just listening to podcasts on Star Trek and photography, but the book The Crossroad by Mark Donaldson, VC. It’s an open account of what made the man. I’d recommend the book to anyone interested in defending human rights, being Australian and loving life.
So no more bakeries for me (for a week or two anyway) Do you have a vanilla slice story you’d like to share? Please leave a comment.
So today ends the driving portion of my short holiday. I woke up in Wangaratta after another crapulent sleep and after not seeing the kettle yesterday when I checked in found the kettle and some instant coffee. After a shower I packed up and set off for Beechworth. I had been told by a number of friends that the best bakery to visit in Victoria is the Beechworth Bakery just east of Wangaratta. I thought a detour was in order.
My jeans are already tight and what is a few more calories going to change?
I plan to write a specific post about vanilla slices on this trip so I won’t go into detail about what I think makes for a good vanilla slice. Suffice to say, the vanilla slice from the Beechworth bakery is good but not amazingly good and is still not a patch on the Gumnut Patisserie in Bowral. The pink icing was subtle with little or no flavour besides the sweetness of the sugar. The custard had a very nice flavour and the custard wasn’t too gelatinous, and was probably the best custard of this trip.
This bakery though has another pastry that I adore and again it’s a custard filled pastry. Can you guess what I’m buzzing at? That’s a clue there too.
Take a look at this photograph and you’ll know what I mean.
So my next stop was in Holbrook, I’d already tried the central Holbrook Bakery so today I went to the southern one and enjoyed a cottage pie. So far on this trip every bakery I’ve been in hasn’t had a potato pie, either they had sold out or they just didn’t have them.
I finally got into Canberra sometime after 3 pm and after grocery shopping went for a walk to move my legs after sitting on my big fat arse all day
It’s Monday and you know what that means right?
Curried salmon with peas, corn and fried onions on brown rice.
With the gymnastics competition over and Miss13 flying home to Brisbane I had to make my way back to Canberra. It was raining and cold when I left Geelong and it remained gloomy the whole drive to Wangaratta.
My aim today was to take a leisurely drive through Kilmore, Euroa and Benalla stopping at each place and trying a bakery.
This is the vanilla slice at Kemp’s Bakery in Kilmore. The bakery is really good. The range of products is large and for travellers the toilets are remarkable. They are so clean. The coffee is also pretty good. Unfortunately the icing on the vanilla slice was very thick making it difficult to break through with a fork. The icing though did have a discernable strawberry flavour. The custard had a nice flavour but it was too gelatinous. I’d happily eat vanilla slices there but they weren’t the best I’ve ever had.
I drove through to Euroa while listening to Trek.fm podcasts and stopped at Burkes Bakery. The pies they had on selection were the usual ones you’d see in a country bakery but the bloke serving behind the counter suggested the steak with bacon and egg pie. It was very good and served at perfect eating temperature. It wasn’t too hot and it wasn’t cold. The filling was thick enough that it didn’t fall out after the first bite. The pastry was light but not so flaky that I got it all over me. I’d say it was a perfect casing for what was a very good filling.
Even though I’d been making good progress I was wanting to go to Hides Bakery in Benalla again for a coffee. I was feeling very tired after another poor sleep and thought a stop for some caffiene would help. When I arrived I noticed they’d sold out of vanilla slices but I did see a nice looking coconut and jam slice. I do like a coconut and jam slice.
I’m spending the night at the Millers Cottage motor inn in Wangaratta. It’s a budget motel and my guess it has been in operation since at least the 1970s. The decor is 1970s.
I was thinking of finding a restaurant but I felt too tired so I went and found a fast food joint and bought a burger. Yep, Hungry Jacks whopper and onion rings.
So how did you spend your Sunday? I hope it was a good one. Bye for now.
It’s day three of my holiday. I put on my jeans and felt the snugness that comes with eating too many vanilla slices (amongst other things).
I’m now on belt home 3, I had hoped not to revisit belt hole 3. Belt hole 3 signifies failure, a lack of discipline, a life of fun and games and not enough physical effort.
So what to do? Well I’m on holiday and I’m still going to enjoy myself, after all my Victorian friends have told me how good the food is here so it would be wrong not to enjoy myself. Discipline and hard work can wait for when I get home.
The deeper question is why have I let myself go after losing a few kilograms at the beginning of the year and keeping to belt hole 0 for so long.
The reasons are manifold and include a general lack of motivation to maintain discipline and a greater lack of motivation to exercise. In previous years I’ve got out and walked for about 40 minutes at least once a day even in the dead of a Canberra winter.
I’ve still been waking up early but this year I’ve just not felt motivated. I need to get back to getting out and walking. I also need to get better with portion control.
So what happened on day 3 of my holiday? I spent most of the day sitting on my well proportioned arse at the Geelong Arena watching women’s artistic gymnastics. For a portion of the day I enjoyed watching Miss13 compete for Delta Brisbane in the level 7 competition. Most years when I can get to this event it’s been Miss17 who I’ve watched but Miss17 is in grade 12 and in her last week of high school. Miss17 is as always carrying a reasonable injury at the moment too so she sensibly elected not to compete. For Miss13 though this is her first national club championships and it’s great to see her in competition.
For readers not familiar with gymnastics the event is broken up into two days of competition for each level. The first day it’s like heats of a race. On the second day the best clubs compete.
Watching gymnastics can be pretty boring, there’s a lot of warming up and for each apparatus a competitor may only spend a minute or so doing their thing. The vault is over in the few seconds but they get two goes. I find the beam the most nerve wracking to watch. Balance is such a fine thing. After losing my hearing in my left ear I find balance even more precious and watching these young competitors wobble and regain balance, occasionally performing flawlessly occasionally fighting gravity and losing, I am in awe of how the human body can with skill and training do amazing things. All hail the vestibular apparatus.
The Geelong Arena is surprisingly small. Having watched the same competition at the Australian Institute of Sport in Canberra and having attended other competitions I’m surprised for a national championship such a small arena has been chosen.
For the spectators this is fantastic. You are very close to the floor and you get a much better appreciation of the competition. I’d happily come here again.
So what did I eat today. For breakfast I went for a bit of a walk and found a café close to the hotel. The Rio Café is a small friendly looking place that does a basic breakfast which is served all day as well as sandwiches and fairly good coffee. I asked for poached eggs and bacon and also enjoyed a couple of flat white coffees.
The eggs were poached nicely. The yolks we’re runny and there was no taste of vinegar in the egg white. The two bacon rashers were cooked well, not over cooked which is a cooking crime. The toast was white bread with butter. I elected not to eat the toast.
For lunch there is a tuck shop at the arena and they served potato gems with tomato sauce. It was very diffuse to go past them.
As I wrote above, I find watching the balance beam the most terrifying. Especially when there is a handstand involved or spinning. I watched some amazing ‘saves’ today, bodies on the edge, Gravity winning but human determination and strength winning. The emotions are high and low for the competitors and spectators alike. We all watched an amazing floor routine and at the end the gymnast fell. She cried, we cried.
Miss13 had a good first day. This is her leaping on the balance beam. She nailed the landing 🙂
After the afternoon session I went to get something for dinner. I found a greasy spoon called Scooby Sue and got a burger. It had lots of coleslaw and sour cream. It did the trick and hit the right spot!
I went back to watch the Level 10 competition and then returned to the hotel to write this post.
So do you enjoy watching sport? I think to get back to belt hole 0 I need to do more than just watch sport 😀
Here are some photographs of Miss13 going through her paces today.
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