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It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.
Favourite cookery books of the moment - Ric Stein's Venice to Istanbul, and Long Weekends. Several regulars from both - I was very taken with some episodes on Long Weekends. He's my sort of cook, as his friend Keith Floyd was before him. Interesting article on their complex relationship here. The polar opposite of Mary Berry-type cookery, with its precise quantities, in grams
Confit tomatoes, as per Waitrose food mag that somebody left here, slowly roasting.
Falafel , flatbread and salad , some red plonk, and loads of Suk and Coltrane to go with.
Yum
I will not be pushed, filed, stamped, indexed, briefed, debriefed or numbered. My life is my own.
Two scrambled freerange eggs on a bed of Tesco's finest long-grain rice, both delicately seasoned with freshly milled seasalt. Sidedish: A few leaves of Iceberg lettuce with Tesco's original Salad Cream. Accomapanied by a thimble full of Aldi's 8 year old Black Label Whiskey. Pudding: Two small easy-peal tangerines and a Kiwi fruit. Bonne bouche: 300 mg Allopurinol and 10mg statin. Yum!
My life, each morning when I dress, is four and twenty hours less. (J Richardson)
Rick Stein's Danish cod fishcakes with remoulade, from the Long Weekends cookbook.
Just received his Spain cookbook - lots of great recipes, but amazing what a difference not having (in most cases) pictures of the finished dish makes. I like to have a mental image of what I'm aiming at. Pictures of Basque fishermen manhandling boxes of fish all very well, but.....
I cheated - too busy to cook, so went round the corner to my local eastern Med eatery: Imam Bayildi with wild rice and yoghourt; then warm baklava with icecream and double espresso (I forgot to ask for Turkish). 1 glass red plonk.
It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.
Cheated here too, as I stayed in town with some other chorus members for a bite to eat between rehearsal and concert.
Local Wetherspoon: cheese and bacon topped burger, chips, onion rings, and a pint of Ruddles, for the princely sum of £7.90.
Nowhere near as bad as I feared!
Cheated here too, as I stayed in town with some other chorus members for a bite to eat between rehearsal and concert.
Local Wetherspoon: cheese and bacon topped burger, chips, onion rings, and a pint of Ruddles, for the princely sum of £7.90.
Nowhere near as bad as I feared!
I love Ruddles, and it’s cheap in Weatherspoon. As for the burger & chips - if you ate it, I take my hat off to you!!
I cheated - too busy to cook, so went round the corner to my local eastern Med eatery: Imam Bayildi with wild rice and yoghourt; then warm baklava with icecream and double espresso (I forgot to ask for Turkish). 1 glass red plonk.
Sounds lovely - right now, I could murder warm baklava and ice-cream!
I cheated too. Friends treated me to a wonderful Indian meal. Good food, but a bit pricey. Was asked by the waiter if i had finished when there was still food on my plate and my knife and fork were at quarter to three. I gave him an old fashioned look.
I cheated too. Friends treated me to a wonderful Indian meal. Good food, but a bit pricey. Was asked by the waiter if i had finished when there was still food on my plate and my knife and fork were at quarter to three. I gave him an old fashioned look.
They do that in France. People don't seem to know that half past six means you've finished. But I would rest them at twenty-five to five, not quarter to three.
It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.
They do that in France. People don't seem to know that half past six means you've finished. But I would rest them at twenty-five to five, not quarter to three.
I’ve always thought and practised quarter to three. But, I’m very non-U about most things.
I’ve always thought and practised quarter to three. But, I’m very non-U about most things.
It isn't given us to know those rare moments when people are wide open and the lightest touch can wither or heal. A moment too late and we can never reach them any more in this world.
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