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I had no idea what to cook tonight. I’ve had a horrible cold for two days and just couldn’t be bothered to go shopping so it was a fridge raid – not that there was a lot to go on. Anyway, spring onions, half a yellow and a red pepper, cherry tomatoes, passata; the remains of a bag of rice and a teaspoon of smoked paprika and I had , with the addition of vegetable stock, a very nice tomato soup. And it was ready in time for me to watch ‘Masterchef:The Professionals’. *mutters rude word*.
At the moment it’s the semifinals so there are two of the contestants in an incredibly upmarket restaurant, first cooking service and then for the head chef of the restaurant. Tonight they’re at Gleneagles in Scotland, ( 2 Michelin stars and a swankygolf course. ), and they’re both getting their timings completely out. Obviously, I’m so talented that I regularly serve an eight course dégustation menu whilst looking after hyperactive 2 year old octuplets and selling my Picasso collection to Sothebys over the phone. God, I’m a legend.
Anyway, back to reality – (I think I need to cut back on the Lemsip) – tomorrow is bread baking day, and I might just have to indulge in jam tarts and biscuits as well. If I’m going to feel sorry for myself then I need to do it with plenty of sugar. Roll on the weekend – Christmas shopping, via Waitrose…
Bye for now. *sniff*
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Hmmm, So much for my virtuous plans to cook this weekend. Thursday night found me awake till 4a.m, for no conceivable reason, then I had to get up after three hours sleep and go to two long meetings. So Friday night was a readymade pizza from Sainsbury’s and a few welcome gin and tonics; Saturday was a ready made Brie, Caramelized red onion and maple bacon cheesecake with a salad, all from Waitrose. Even though it’s Sunday and I’ve now had plenty of sleep, I still feel tired. Anyway, there’s a poussin in the fridge, so I’m going to rouse myself to cook it later on, if I don’t fall asleep.
Other news – our mouse has returned for its annual Christmas break – it shares its time unselfishly between the four flats in our block. It was my turn for a visit at midnight, and today it’s gone next door to Sarah’s. Might have something to do with the unrelenting stench of bleach that now pervades my kitchen. If all else fails then I’m going up the road to borrow the neighbour’s cat. She’s an unrelenting hunter and, if nothing else , the smell of kittycat might just teach unwelcome visitors to stay away. I did try a trap, (humane), in the kitchen last year and it made no difference whatsoever, despite serving a gourmet buffet every single day. I did hear squeaking, and thought it might have worked, but on reflection it was probably hysterical mouse laughter.
So, all being well, there may be a recipe up here in the next couple of days, alongside a large advert, extolling the virtues of Rentokil. And a nice photo of a bottle of Gordons…..
- Lazy Sunday Morning (whatweatetoday.co.uk)
- Lazy Weekend (afashionablelifeforme.com)
- Wine: Something for the weekend (independent.co.uk)
No longer life enquiries, just so you know. Have a fabulous weekend!
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It’s such a beautiful sunny day here in Yorkshire, it would be difficult to be in a bad mood. So here is a sunny recipe for one of those days.
50mls white rum (a good one)
25mls lime juice
1tsp caster sugar
Put the first 3 ingredients into a blender, add the ice, whizz till thickened. Serve.
Don’t drink too many!!