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Day: 13 February 2013

Double-choc cheesecake

If you want something indulgent, this double chocolate whopper is right up your street. Better still, it requires no baking. It’s worth paying a bit more for the chocolate – especially the white – but Bournville will do nicely for the dark. The fruit-averse could miss off the blueberry pie topping, but I think it cuts through the rich sweetness of the chocolate. For me, the superstar and only real extravagance in the recipe are the ground hazelnuts in the base, which is so good you may end up stopping right at that stage. Did someone mention a buttery biscuit base?

You will need a large cake tin with a removable base. Alternatively, you can do as I did and line a tin with Clingfilm or foil, overlapping so that you can pull it out.

Ingredients:

Base (I do double and give you the ingredients for that amount)
230g crushed chocolate digestive biscuits
115g butter
115g ground hazelnuts (you can buy toasted hazelnut bits in a pack and then pound them up with a rolling pin)

Cake
140g white chocolate
140g dark chocolate
115g caster sugar
2 x 200g tubs full fat Philadelphia or similar
284ml carton double cream

Topping
1 tin blueberry pie filling (Hartleys do one, but you can also use jam)

Method:

Melt the butter, stir in nuts and biscuits and press to make base.

Melt the white and dark chocolate in two separate bowls. Whisk up the cream a little to thicken slightly before whisking in the cream cheese and sugar. Mix in half of this to each of the bowls of melted chocolate. Then scoop alternate dollops of white and dark chocolate over the base and swirl together a bit – you want each slice to have bits of both and no gaps between.

Chill for at least 3 hours, and when set cover with the pie filling.

Multiple thefts at Warehouse Project

Police caught a man with over 40 stolen mobile phones on him outside the Warehouse Project.

Greater Manchester Police officers and event security seized 42 phones from Lulian Cojocaru in the early ours of Saturday Februry 2, after a night at the popular venue headlined by DJs Chase and Status.

“Hopefully this will send out a signal that the Warehouse Project is doing everything it can to combat this,” Director of the Warehouse Project Sacha Lord-Marchionne said.

Cojocaru, 28, from Dagenham, was charged with 25 counts of theft and was due to appear before Trafford Magistrates’ Court on February 4.

The theft is part of wider issue facing all large scale events added Mr Lord-Marchionne, with the arrest this month being the second time this academic year a man has been caught with a large number of stolen phones from the Warehouse Project.

He said, “Talk to any large-scale venue, whether it’s the MEN, the O2 Arena, or Fabric in London, everybody is suffering from organised crime where people are going in with the intention  of what I call ‘dipping’, which is stealing phones.

“We actually noticed a bit of a pattern starting to emerge when we moved to this new venue in September.

“Warehouse Project spent in excess of £46,000 during last season on undercover police, extra stewards, and extra security. And we pay for private policing at every event.

“Because of all these procedures and measure we put in place, this was actually our second catch of the season – we had caught another person prior to that, who again had 40 plus phones on him. It is a great result, and as far as I’m aware we are one of the only venues who actually have done this.”

The Mancunion spoke to fourth year French and Spanish student Sarah Yellowley, who had her phone stolen at the same ‘Metropolis’ event where Cojocaru was caught.

“I literally put my phone back in my bag and they must have seen me do it, because straight away I felt them take it, but I couldn’t do anything about it, they were gone,” she said. “They must have been ridiculously fast because they took three of my friends’ phones as well.

“I went straight to the cloakroom and told the staff it had happened, and they took down a description of the phone, but they couldn’t do anything really.

“I went to the police as well, and I heard from my friend that they had caught someone with 40 phones, so I told them the details of my phone and I had to go in to the police station and check if mine was there but it wasn’t.

“My phone was an HTC 1S, and it is actually really annoying because I found that HTC don’t make that phone anymore, so there is I can’t get the same one.”

Miss Yellowley added that she will still go to similar events, but will think twice before taking anything of any value.

“It hasn’t really put me off going again, because it always happens at these mass events, like at Pangea,” she said. “But I don’t know if I would even take a phone next time, but you kind of have to in case you lose your friends. I just don’t really want to take anything valuable, except money.”

In a statement last December the GMP said that Eastern European gangs were thought to be largely responsible for these phone thefts, which are part of a national increase in pick pocketing.

They also said the gangs look out for party-goers who use their phones openly and may be drunk.

Offenders then approach victims in busy areas and quickly pickpocket them, passing the phone to an accomplice immediately afterwards. Cases are removed to reduce the possibility of identification and the phones turned off so they cannot be traced.

According to a Students’ Union staff member there have been instances at Academy events when police outside the venue check peoples’ bags for stolen phones, after there have been a large number of phones reported stolen.

Mr Lord-Marchionne said he believes the thieves practice how to steal phones and are motivated by the high prices they can sell them for abroad.

“These people study how to do this, it’s an art to them,” he said. “This isn’t your local scally that’s going in to try and knick a phone. They are actually musically intelligent, they know which nights to choose, they know the demographic, and they know the music taste.

“So they are hitting the 18 to 21 market, where there tends to be the more boisterous crowd. It tends to be the urban nights, and low and behold, Friday was Chase and Status, which is obviously quite a moshy crowd. And it’s not a seated event, people are shoulder to shoulder. If you know what you’re doing it’s quite an easy thing to do.

“The reason they are doing this is because you can walk into a phone shop in Manchester today and take out a contract and get an iPhone free of charge, I believe. But in other countries you’re paying five, six, seven hundred pounds for one of these things, so it is very lucrative for organised crime.

Books every foodie should read: #1

Kitchen Confidential by Anthony Boudain

In his biography, Bourdain writes engagingly – and at times maybe too graphically – about his life in and out of the kitchen. Originally from small town America, he is best known in England for his television shows like No Reservations, but in the US he has been head chef in several respected New York restaurants.

Kitchen Confidential follows his journey to get there, as he describes the thrill of learning to love food, his passion for restaurants and, above all else, his love for the atmosphere in a kitchen, which he describes as a pirate crew. In Bourdain’s world, kitchens have the heavy-drinking, drugs and sex to match any rock and roll stereotype. His story covers, with brutal honesty, everything from working for a restaurant run by the Italian mafia to his descent into drug addiction and alcoholism while head chef in restaurants across New York.

Beyond the shock factor and vicarious thrills, Bourdain also provides a really interesting and genuine insight into the daily life of a chef at different levels in the food business, from small local restaurants right up to prestigious fine dining where ingredients are put onto the plate with tweezers. He’s certainly not one to hold back on an opinion, describing veganism for example as a ‘Hezbollah-like splinter faction of vegetarianism.’ I will also never forget his advice on what to never order and why, which is what makes this such a compelling read even if you’re not a foodie, and essential reading if you are one!

Game Over

Andrew Georgeson

‘Game Over’, the latest production of Iraqi-born Manchester graduate Abas Eljanabi, is a play centered on the recent uprisings in the Middle East, which, as a native of Iraq, will be an issue close to Eljanabi’s heart.

The play was strongly framed from the outset as primarily discussing the Arab Spring, however, the subjugation of middle-eastern women was also discussed. It was told as an adaptation of ‘Arabian Nights’ and a continuation of the legendary 1,001 stories that Scheherazade told Shahryar in order to save her life.

The production opened with Scheherazade prophesying a dictator, Sadam Hussain, followed by an invasion of by the ‘new world.’ Despite being billed as a ‘work in progress,’ the use of visual media initially seemed very complimenting to the presence of the two actors, providing shocking images of events throughout the gulf-wars and civilian response to tyranny that proved effective amongst the audience. The emotion from the script poured out when Shahryar, played by Eljanabi, questioned ‘what kind of devil would allow this?’ in response to the government turning on it’s own people Scheherazade responded ‘human-being is the worst kind of devil.’ Eljanabi’s performance was strong throughout in the elaborate production, even managing to inject a brand of dark humor when discussing the place of women within the Middle East, especially with his own actions towards women in his life-time.

The unfortunate thing regarding the production was, despite the strength of the script and characters; the story at times became disjointed. This was most notably shown by the heavily relied upon visual media which, despite contributing to the play at the start, quickly became out of sync with the drama on the stage. This was first shown through the almost random outburst of music throughout the latter half of the production, which instead of adding emphasis to the characters performance simply acted as a distraction. The technology failed again in the dying moments of the play as the DVD that the images were shown on ended early leading to the screen which had consistently shown images of atrocities, now offering the audience a choice to either ‘play movie’ or ‘scene selection,’ something which did not attribute to the drama of the climax of the play.

The billed statement of ‘work in progress’ shone through strongly due to how the stage was arranged, as the story was often complicated by the use of the sparse set. At one point, Scheherazade picked up a small box she referred to as ‘magical’ in the centre of a very long-winded speech explaining it’s meaning that, at least for myself, was confusing. Out of said box she also plucked a conker, without explaining its significance, nor even referencing the conker again. The message also became difficult to follow as to what side Shahryar agreed with. Although he did not agree with Sadam’s actions, referring to the USA as ‘liberators’ evoked fury and comical pictures of George Bush were shown every time his name was mentioned. The idea of ‘blood for oil’ was also circulated as the main cause for the war, rather than actual liberation. The play unfortunately came to an abrupt end, not really explaining who could be victors of this war, or whether or not the civilians could triumph against such outstanding odds.

The productions concept was admirable, and the use of visual media juxtaposed with the ancient Arabian Nights story was initially effective, however, once the audience got used to the media the cracks in the production started to show. Work is needed on this play in every respect, from learning lines and accents to syncing with the technology and stage craft, however, once these problems have been addressed, it could have the makings of a very good production.

 

Rachel Hastings-Caplan

In his new production ‘Game Over’, actor and playwright Abas ElJanabi fuses traditional Arabic storytelling with modern media in an innovative reinvention of the popular collection of tales known as ‘One Thousand and one Nights’ (or ‘Arabian Nights’).

The play merges two subplots: firstly an airport official (played by ElJanabi) interrogates a woman (Sepideh Nazari Pour) about the contents of her novel, which she reveals to be ‘One Thousand and one Nights’. She reads aloud from the book, transforming the two actors into the novel’s protagonists. This subplot acts as a continuation of ‘One Thousand and one Nights’, in which the female protagonist Scheherazade tells Shahryar, the king of Persia – medieval Iran – a series of tales in order to delay her impending execution. Having won her liberty, she is requested to tell the king a story that he could not possibly imagine, to which she responds with a foreshadowing account of recent events in the Arab world. She tells him of the Arab Spring, the tide of revolutionary unrest that has been rising since 2010. The title ‘Game Over’ refers to the slogan that has been used by Arab Spring demonstrators towards the oppressive regime. The changes between settings are done effectively, and helped by a minimalistic set.

The play blends the traditional and the new by including a projector screen in the background that is used both as a backdrop and to accentuate the horror of what Scheherazade describes, by showing images of the Arab world’s recent struggles. This mixing of media reflects not only the form of ‘One Thousand and one Nights’, which uses many different modes of storytelling but the methods of the Arab Spring, which employs traditional form of protest with the use of new social media.

There were a few aspects of the performance that I found distracting and unfortunately detracted a little from my enjoyment of the piece. The music was often introduced suddenly and at points that did not feel appropriate, which often destroyed the atmosphere of the more climatic scenes. Furthermore, the end was rather abrupt and left me unsure as to whether the play had actually ended. If I had not seen ElJanabi being handed flowers by a member of the audience I would have been waiting for the second half of the play for some time! Although the performances were strong both of the actors’ parts, the dialogue was not always clear due both to the volume and thick accents of the performers. As the play is driven greatly by the dialogue, this did affect my enjoyment of the production.

Despite this, I found the performance of ‘Game On’ to be interesting and thought provoking, both in concept and execution. The play claims to ‘[encompass] themes of gender and power in the Arab world’, which I felt was done effectively through the juxtaposition of the female author and male airport official and king and queen of Persia. Although the situations take place in different times and places, the dynamic of the powerful male and the threatened female is shown to have stayed constant.

 

Three stars out of five

Valentine’s Day: the debate

Commercial hoax, says Lauren Arthur:

Birthday, Christmas, Valentine’s Day. The three days of the year that I can count on my mother to send me a card. Even now at eighteen years old, 240 miles from home, I will be receiving a pink envelope with my carefully calligraphed name and a question mark at the bottom. The Bridget Jones within me hates her for it – why, mother dearest, would you point out once again that I am still single? Yet what annoys me more is that she feels obliged to send it to me in an attempt to make me feel loved.

When indulging in post Christmas shopping, before the influx of chocolate eggs hits, one must mentally prepare themselves for the onslaught of heart-shaped boxes, dozens of roses and cuddly toys. Call me a cynic, but whilst Christmas has become commercialised enough, it seems that Valentine’s Day was born from card companies and florists, with few people knowing the origin of the day or anything about St. Valentine’s story.

Countless establishments benefit from the holiday, and for all the wrong reasons. From what I gather, love is supposed to be spontaneous and passionate, personal and thoughtful, not restricted to one day a year in which couples feel forced to show their adoration. For those without romantic love in their lives, the commercialist humdrum of St Valentine has the potential to cause indifference at best and annoyance or upset at worst.

However cynical you are about the occasion, few can truly say that they are actually indifferent to the mention of 14th February. It puts pressure on those in relationships to show their emotions whilst belittling lone individuals to feel as if they are somehow inadequate. How is it an emotion as powerful and all-consuming as love has been reduced to a single day of materialistic red rubbish? Surely you should show your other half you love them on a daily basis?

Whether you choose to embrace the romantic occasion or dodge the dreaded day, I shall be taking my Bridget-sized measure of vodka, pre-drinking to Chaka Khan before heading down to Sankeys and perhaps ‘accidentally’ bumping into any PDA couples that get in my way.

 

Either or, says Dana Fowles:

At the grand old age of twenty, I am still yet to receive my first Valentine’s card. Yes that’s right, I was never sheepishly handed one during my primary school years, my mum and dad have yet to take pity on me and I have certainly never received one of the genuinely romantic variety. Cue the violins.

The truth is I’m not really all that bothered. I don’t think that it has impacted on my psychological health; I don’t feel unloved, in fact, far from it. I have wonderful family and friends, and until Ryan Gosling proposes, that will do me just fine.

The day is easily ignored and just as easily celebrated, even if you aren’t part of a couple. It really is just another day in the year, which you can choose to remain indifferent to, or you can use as an excuse to indulge in some self-love and buy yourself a good bottle of wine and a nice box of chocolates. You could just go about your normal daily routine; believe it or not, this isn’t put to a stop just because it’s Valentine’s Day. Or, at the risk of sounding like a hippy, why not spread the love and plan an evening with your housemates or coursemates?

I won’t be crying into my pillow because I’m not spending February 14th with the love of my life, nor will I be giving the middle finger to any blissfully happy couples whom I encounter. If the mood takes me and I happen to feel the need to acknowledge the day in some way, shape or form, what I might just do, is put a bit of a twist on the traditional theme of romantic love and let my aforementioned family and friends know that they are fabulous human beings. Cheesy though that may sound, it’s got to be better than being bitter and it’s not quite as vom-worthy as writing reams of Shakespearean sonnets to some poor guy . . .

 

Truly romantic, says Beth Currall:

Ever since I was young enough to know what ‘love’ is, I have found myself in love, with love. My first crush was Nick from Heartbeat, and despite the thirty year age gap (I was six at the time of said obsession), I was convinced that ‘Nick’ would one day requite my love and express his feelings in the form of gifts, love letters and poetry. To this day, I still believe that Valentine’s is the one day in 365 that people can feel comfortable with following their hearts over their heads, expressing their emotions; whether it is towards a husband or a wife, a partner or to someone you are plucking up the courage to ask out on a first date.

Sometimes it seems like it is completely unacceptable to be seen as romantic nowadays; being ‘soppy’ is often regarded as a weakness. This is exactly why I feel that it is more important to emphasise the true meaning of Valentine’s Day. An increasing number of people lose sight of the significance that is held within a simple card, a chocolate heart or even in those three little words.

Valentine’s is slaughtered by those who brand it commercial, but that is not the way it has to be. A home-cooked meal requires so much more thought and attention than splashing out on a three-course meal in a Michelin starred restaurant ever would. A single rose has more romantic connotations than the most expensive diamond ring, and a card containing the kindest words is kept within the heart, long after the paper version has been discarded in the bin or put to the back of a drawer.

The key factor of Valentine’s Day is that it is solely a celebration of love, and that requires no money or materialism. So enjoy being in love, and for those without a partner, enjoy the excitement that comes with finding love! But just a note to my influx of admirers, who I’m sure have been reading this: don’t send those 42-carat diamonds back just yet…