In my defence, I spent most of the night collecting empties and running the dishwasher, so it was pretty much the first time I’d sat down in about nine hours.
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I put tomatoes, onions, flour-coated fried lumps of beef, and a Polish goulash mix (with added smoked paprika) into the slow-cooker while I was reasonably upright earlier today, so we have that, and probably rice because it is the easiest stodge to go with it.
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Lamb casserole finally under construction.
I has turnips!
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I stripped the hen from Sunday and chopped the remnants of the smoked ham
Linguine cooked while onion mushroom ham and hen cooked together and some double cream ready for the linguine
Stirred together and beaten eggs hurled in to make leftover carbonara
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Sounds lovely.
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The rest of the prawns at Lunchtime, & Lasagne shortly
I have been given a bottle of Malbec which will prolly go very nicely with it
Carinthia.xx
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TFD just walked into the room in bare feet. An odd thing to do, I thought, in January.
“Why are you walking around in bare feet?” I asked.
“Because I haven’t put any shoes and socks on” he said. Then he walked out again.
Well, I suppose he did answer my question.
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Dumplings have been chucked in.
Have any of you got a packet of Atora in your kitchen cupboards? Only I looked properly at the woman in the green dress on the back of the packet, lurking behind the Mason Cash bowl. Her expression is beyond disturbing and thus well worth cultivating, I feel.
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Well done. Now get back to cooking.
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< blows loud and vulgar raspberry >
It is surprisingly tricky to make a small enough amount of dumpling dough for one person, by the way.
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Coo! You’re right! She is a nanny about to poison her young charges with peppermint creams full of arsenic, isn’t she. Or the Bad Witch’s idea of what a Good Witch looks like, from Disney.
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The pie in a bun.
Known as a Wigan Kebab. Though that is NOT a barm cake. A much misused word.
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I’ve just arrived home after zipping #2 son down to that London. Nice, easy run, but 9 hours all told. Feet up with a cuppa now.
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Yes, dere Sparrer - that one. How have I never noticed her alarming qualities before? Yon Fish is onto something wrt peppermint creams.
The dumplings were not what you would call a raging success. They were OK - didn’t sink like cannon balls and stay clanking around on the bottom of the pan as happened once (nearly 30 years ago and I haven’t forgotten and neither have any of the witnesses/victims still living) - but not even close to the Platonic ideal.
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Mrs X, accused of the murder of Mr X so that she could run off with her lover; an old photo that the tabloids dug up.
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Very Rattigan
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It’s the horribly shiny rosy cheeks which make it seem worse…
Carinthia.xx
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That’ll be the arsenic:
Taking Fowler’s solution, a potassium arsenite solution developed by Thomas Fowler in 1786 as a treatment for various chronic disorders, was popular with Victorian prostitutes to give them rosy cheeks, an effect due to damage to the capillaries of the skin. [13, 14] Arsenic continued to be used in cosmetics well into the early twentieth century and this was a common source of accidental poisoning.
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Yes
I think that the Mabel Lucie Atwell style of the drawings is a bit sinister too
They make my teeth itch…
I may need an Medicinal…
Carinthia.xx
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