Am eating Whitby Scampi wiv TaTa sauce & salad this evening.
I won’t turn the oven orff afterwards as I am the proud owner of 4 baking potatoes for 30p. They can go in for the first bake, & be majicked into jacket taters with cheese, onion & bacon tomorrow.
If I am feeling generous, The Junior Darlings will get some😉
Jacket potatoes…they can be baked inna still-warm autoclave, apparently. We didn’t hold with that on my theatre, but ENT did.
Thankfully, the Greek pasta salad was better than the salsa and the deep-fried cauli and falafels hit the spot. A bit ovvan mish-mash, but stuff needed using.
There was no running water at the cricket pavilion Mr C’s team used to use. We had to make the tea using a Burco Boiler. At least 1 person, who had forgotten to hard boil the eggs for the sandwiches, boiled them in the Burco Boiler & then made the tea afterwards…
There are insufficient sweariewords for me current state of mind.
However, apparently one can retrieve soft brown sugar that has solidified into a grate big bashitty lump (sovran against burglars: if the concussion doesn’t get 'em, Type II diabetes will). Not sure I am convinced, but we shall have a go.
My commiserations to Local Cat. Showed Oaf the receipt for a recent consignment of idiot-food and he was magisterially unconcerned. So I doubt LC is actually putting his paw into his pocket.
I couldn’t possibly comment, joe. Although, our autoclaves w#rked extra hard to provide instruments for facial reconstruction and the rest, during the ‘festive season’. Happy days!
I think for brown sugar that has become a solid lump the old trick is to put a crust of bread on top of it and leave it for twenty-four hours or so. Whether this actually works or not, or why it should, I don’t really know – but it is what the Old Wives said.
I have a little terracotta medallion that you soak in water and put in an airtight jar with solid brown sugar and it softens it. It might take a few days and you might have to re-soak the medallion but it really works. I always keep it in the jar with the brown sugar now.
I can’t seem to find one in the UK but this is the kind of thing: Brown sugar keeper
This may explain the mysterious bit of broken flower-pot which lived in the larder when I was a child. Sometimes it was there, sometimes it wasn’t, but I was never quite curious enough to ask about it. Maybe when it wasn’t sitting just below the light-switch on the shelf it was softening a bag of sugar.