So, who wants to help ... to instaurate the cellar?

Frugal smuggity here.
I bought a reduced pack of two gammon steaks a while ago and flung them in the freezer. Cooked both last night and had about two thirds of one.
Today I made a white sauce with a leek, some cheese and mustard, and bunged in the diced gammon and a handful of fried sliced mushrooms. Into two small pyrex dishes, covered with par-boiled sliced potto. One, brushed with a bit of butter, is now in the oven.
Smuggity.
Carrots and peas, I think.

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That sounds good, Dahlink

Carinthia.xx

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It wasn’t bad ;- ) Feel I have over-eaten, though.

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Digestif?

Silly question

(__)

Carinthia.xx

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Tea, Dahlink, in vast quantities. Please.
Gxx

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Locates The Cellar Samovar…

:coffee:

Carinthia.xx

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Terrifyingly electric, I trust?

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Of course, Dunnock :wink:

Carinthia.xx

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Arthur Ransome’s life was saved by a samovar.

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Stops trying to work out how to take a ‘selfie’

Liberates Pitcher

Waits for explanation

Carinthia.xx

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Oh, all right. It’s in his autobiography.

For reasons I cannot now remember, Ransome ended up climbing out of the White Russian trenches during their civil war to get across to the Red lines – I think he may have been going back to his belovéd, who was Trotsky’s secretary. Anyway, there he was walking between the lines with a portable typewriter in one hand and a small suitcase in the other, and he tumbled into the Red trench only to be told he was obviously a spy and they would now shoot him. Casting about for inspiration, he saw a samovar, and said, “Well, all right, but you might let me have some tea first.” This almost convinced them that he was not a spy but merely mad, and when he’d got his tea he sipped it and said thoughtfully,“If you send word to Comrade Lenin that I am here, he may tell you to send me to him, or he may say you are to shoot me; and you can always shoot me later, but you can’t unshoot me if he does want to talk with me.” So they sent word to Lenin, and Ransome was summoned and left them (and their samovar) to get on with the war.

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I go bed now.

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You did well, today. As per - in my opinion :slight_smile:
Bedtime for me, too. Best dreams, all.

Soo xx

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Minnow End fer Fishy

Gin fer Soo

Medicinal fer Moi

Carinthia.xx

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[sulk]

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Pitcher for TFM.

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And one for you, Gus?

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Oh go on then ;- )

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Tssk

I suppose that we could have an ‘cold’ Samovar wiv Suitable Refreshment innit

The Bluddy tap would be on all day… :wink::joy:

Carinthia.xx

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No meetings indoors, apparently.
Level 3

A music group I take a mild interest in has had to cancel their only-just-started-again instrument lessons.

Carinthia.xx

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