So this evening I am mostly making roasted butternut squash soup. Not to eat now, you understand. Oh no, that would be far too simple, and far too late, as in fact it will probably be midnight by the time the blasted stuff is ready. That will teach me to sign up for an organic veg box scheme. Great in theory; seasonal vegetables, locally (well, in this country anyway) produced, delivered to your door. What could be better?
Vegetables I know how to cook, that's what. I mean really, who knows what to do with fennel (other than Pig in the Kitchen, obviously, whose superior knowledge I rate second to none in the kitchen), or how to survive the Great Tomato Glut of last week? Thank god I had appendicitus and my mother came up to keep an eye on me. She took one look in the fridge and set to; preparing, roasting, mashing, bagging, you name it, virtually every vegetable you could ever think of.
Oh, and by the way; I didn't know how to cook fennel because it's horrid. But obviously, I didn't tell her that...
Potty diaries - have been remiss here for a while - sorry...
Thursday 25th August 2006
Potty training today was uneventful. Boy #1 was almost dry all day, although he fell at the last hurdle during dinner when he was so carried away with his sausages that he was too distracted to notice – well, you don’t need me to spell it out. However, the situation was saved – even if slightly too late – and his pride was redeemed.
Vegetables I know how to cook, that's what. I mean really, who knows what to do with fennel (other than Pig in the Kitchen, obviously, whose superior knowledge I rate second to none in the kitchen), or how to survive the Great Tomato Glut of last week? Thank god I had appendicitus and my mother came up to keep an eye on me. She took one look in the fridge and set to; preparing, roasting, mashing, bagging, you name it, virtually every vegetable you could ever think of.
Oh, and by the way; I didn't know how to cook fennel because it's horrid. But obviously, I didn't tell her that...
Potty diaries - have been remiss here for a while - sorry...
Thursday 25th August 2006
Potty training today was uneventful. Boy #1 was almost dry all day, although he fell at the last hurdle during dinner when he was so carried away with his sausages that he was too distracted to notice – well, you don’t need me to spell it out. However, the situation was saved – even if slightly too late – and his pride was redeemed.
Glad you're back online.. Take care .. :-)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad to find another person who has NO IDEA what to do with fennel - it always looks so good (and somehow so ESSENTIAL on TV cooking shows though, doesn't it??)
ReplyDeleteHi Lady Thinker, yes am much better thanks - in fact I feel more well now than I did before I got sick. It makes me wonder how long the appendix was subtly bringing me down. Pesky useless little organ...
ReplyDeleteHi Rebecca, thanks for the visit and as for fennel - well, you roast it, according to mum. But I think it's one of those great culinery cons forced on us by overzealous tv chefs, like pototoes boulangere, or caramel oranges - they never work at home...
Bless you love, but sorry to disabuse you....have never cooked fennel! It looks like a heart, which puts me off a bit...
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