Well, I can’t say I’ve covered myself in glory from a work point of view. It’s past 3pm and I’ve only just remembered to draw the living room curtains (it was still dark when Julia left this morning). I have tinkered with a few poems, completed two (I think) and checked up the recipe for tonight’s meal. Not that it’s much of recipe, I was just checking I had all the bits.
I’m now going to do the washing up to make it look like I’ve done something useful. When I finish I . . .
Oh dear, Julia just came back and I haven’t even washed up. I’d better go and be attentive.
Fortunately she’s in a forgiving mood, so I will make tea and toast some crumpets and be an all round good husband.
Later . . .
The tea and crumpets worked. I then made the baked salmon with rice and vegetables which turned out to be quite pleasant (even though I’m not keen on salmon) and the evening went well.
Overall, the day was not a great success as I didn’t really get enough done. I will do the washing up sooner next week and make a more impressive evening meal – perhaps something with Hasselback potatoes, though they aren’t so impressive now that they are advertising frozen ones on TV.
The trick, if you feel like making them, is to lay the potato between the handles of two wooden spoons so that when you cut down the knife cannot go all the way through.
Not sure what we are having tomorrow, though Julia did suggest that standard vegetable stew would be fine. That’s good, because it’s very simple. I am, in case you are wondering, doing most of the cooking at the moment as Julia had three weeks of it over Christmas because of my incapacity. It’s payback time.
Vegetables – Carsington Water
Tea and crumpets should be enough to bring anyone round.
It seemed to work its usual magic. 🙂
I am the cook here, and today’s efforts were minimal but enough to sustain life: one meal was organic fresh-cooked spinach and cannellini beans, with olive oil and fake or real cheese and flax seeds etc. thrown in the bowls by the eaters, and later there was cooked tofu to be treated however the eaters chose, with more of the first leftovers or as fake burgers with bread and condiments. We eat a lot of random nominally-good-for-us stuff here, padded out with nut butters and waffles and whatever else we find around here–I envy you the crumpets!
Actually, that sounds prissily virtuous, and leaves out the deep disappointment that the huge really-good locally-made cake got eaten and now we are stuck home in ice and snow with no safe chance to get another, and I’ll never bake one–but there are stockpiles of chocolate to tide me over.
How nice it must be for Julia to know that when she comes home from work, a lovely dinner is planned. And she doesn’t have to cook it!
Lovely and planned might be overdoing it – OK and half-imagined may be more accurate.
Perfectly cooked vegetables at Carsington
Yes, they are very good. We will miss them as we form out new visiting regime.
“the evening went well. Overall, the day was not a great success” . . . the contradiction immediately prior to the general negativity is a brilliant example of the two step shuffle..
I’m not sure whether to say “thank you” here . . .
🙂
A simple vegetable stew sounds like a good option. Soups and stews are often on the menu here. Rick is a very versatile soup maker. 🙂
I will have to up my game. 😉