10 posts tagged “food”
What's your favorite kind of homemade cookie? Share the recipe if you have it.
Those made by Alice B Toklas will do me just fine, thanks. Otherwise I am not a cookie lover.
Except for Sainsbury's Home Made Chocolate Chip Cookies. Which I refuse to eat. They are a cross between a cake and a biscuit and soft, chewy fudge, and come in a box of about 30. And it is impossible - IMPOSSIBLE - to eat just one.
So I Just Say No.
I will stick to my Toklas cookies.
What's been your worst experience at a restaurant?
Being a waitress. People are just pigs.
But, being British, I must spend my Friday and Saturday nights drinking beer.
Rivers of beer.
Oceans of beer.
Nothing but beer.
But wait.
Not all Youth Culture revolves around beer. Some take a different way to find their oblivion.
And what if there is no food? Just because we daily experience the miracle of stocked supermarket shelves does not mean the rest of the world enjoys such luxury. Most people have to work hard for their food.
And let us hope our food is not toxic. Mostly, even though we do not prepare 85% of our own food (on average) the majority of the food we eat in this country is safe. For which we should be extremely grateful, each time we put it in our mouths!
Yummy yummy yummy, I got Chocolate in my tummy!
Even though I am not that keen, when I want chocolate, nothing else will do. Nothing else has quite the sensual mouth appeal, the delicious bitter-sweet taste (can you tell I like dark chocolate best!), the smell.
Now some songs food-connected, rather than about food.
Tom's Diner and Alice's Restaurant - good places to eat.
Geraldine - I'm in love with the girl from the sandwich centre, if she didn't exist I would have to invent her. Typical Ian Dury twisted lyrics.
Kirsty MacColl's little ditty about the guy down the chip shop is worth a listen. There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis, well he's a liar and I'm not sure about you.
Add in Bill Bailey's Unisex Chip Shop and I am not sure I ever want to eat chips again!
And some food to finish with.
I offer you Watermelon, American Pie, Black Cherry and Tuna fish.
And to finish, Coffee.
Having got this link from Lizzie, I thought I would try the Guess Again Carrots. Turned out yummilicious, so Daughter here is a photo shoot of start to finish.
Edited it now that I found you can have photos in a line (like below) even when they have been uploaded for ages, not just when you upload them. A feature I did not know about! So, once again, Guess Again Carrots. And I think I may do these for lunch today.
You will need: 1.5 lb carrits and a suitable pan
The recipe also called for breadcrumbs for the topping. I did not notice this until just before I put the dish in the oven, so there are no pictures. But I did use them. I whizzed one slice of bread in my Food Processor till it became small crumbs.
Mash carrots - try and make them as smooth as possible. Mix with 3/4 of the cheese and the grated onion.
Season with salt and black pepper, and place into lightly greased oven-proof dish. Top with reserved cheese and breadcumbs. Bake for 40 minutes at gas 6.
Delicious. Even Middle Son, a carrot-hater for many years, ate this all up. But it was so cheesy...
Youngest has decided to eat meat again. Although I am happy that I no longer have to plan two meals at a time, I did appreciate his reasons for doing so. The inhumane and unethical treatment of animals in farming and the destruction of habitat involved with agribusiness are not good things. Neither are Turkey Plants!
So, as a treat for him, I cooked steamed salmon with ginger and garlic, served up with
stir-fry greens flavoured with chilli and soy sauce, all dished up on a bed of
noodles. (I should start taking pictures!) Eldest Son came in just
as I was dishing up.
Mmmmm, that
smells mice he said. Hope it
tastes as good as it smells.
When I asked him (fishing for a compliment) if my cooking wasn't always pretty good, he said Well, yes. I think so. But I might have low standards.
Realised the Sick I Tell You Sick could be deemed to have passed - steaming fish, cooking good food, and being able to read stuff for longer than 15 minutes. I am now well. Though I still tire more easily than before - so no marathon running for me!
One night in Paris is like a year in any other place - 10CC sang that, and it's true. I was in Paris for just over 24 hours, in total, and did more in those hours that I normally do in a week at home!
The day dawned bright and sunny - more like
March or April than January. The taxi
came early, at just before 8am, to get us to Waterloo Station for 9am. The Eurostar was not until 10.10am but BF is
a worrier and always allows extra time.
That’s because, in fairness, she is usually late! So we had a people carrier taking the six of
us to Waterloo. For this was a Works
Outing. Husband has his own company and
it celebrates 10 years of existence this very weekend. Every year we have a Do for
Christmas, but this year it was deemed best to wait until January and have a
bigger outing.
The train was, of course, late. By the time we loaded, every one had arrived, sorted out their luggage, got Euros, and been introduced to partners. For Husband is a kind and generous man, so it was a Bring Your Partner Saturday Night in Paris - hah, bet you wished you worked for Husband!
Boarded.
First Class. Nice. It means more room, and food and drink are
included. So, it being Breakfast, we had Yoghurt, Bread and Pastries, and either Omelette a Potato Cake,
Mushrooms, Tomato and Director's Sausage (and, yes, there were many jokes about
that, being as Husband is the Managing Director, oh yes, heard them all!) or
Fruit Salad. Yum. Until I dropped the lid of the yoghurt on my
top - yoggie side down, of course. So I
had to travel to Paris with a great big pinky-white patch on my silk top.
Much conversation and laughter was had on the train. Plus, as far as I could see, a fair bit of sleeping. One couple had been partying until 3am the night before, another couple are moving to Wales, driving out today (Monday) and have been having sleep problems, and another couple had left their quite young child with it's grandmother and were just grabbing whatever zeds they could - but there was a fair amount of sleeping going on!
Arrived Gare du Nord about 20mins late. Followed the signs to Notre Dame station, where we were due to change for the Robinson train. Robinson? I don't know either! First big surprise of Paris? They have double-decker trains in Le Metro. Tube trains with stairs. You go in at platform level and there are both stairs up and stairs down. And a big step from the train to the platform.
Change at Notre Dame, exit Eiffel Tour. 200 yards to the hotel. Not the Paris Hilton, thank god - I don’t
think I could have hacked saying I'm in the Paris Hilton! Room check in with very little problem, dump
cases, rush outside - this is Parisienne air and Parisienne streets - and
Parisienne little yappy dogs and Parisienne smells too.
This is how close to the Eiiffel Tower we were. I took the photo of the entrance to Hotel Mercure (4.5 star, very plush) then swivelled through 90 degrees and snapped the street. So did not have far to go to get to the most famous landmark in Paris.
We did not actually do much - but we spent four
hours doing it. We walked, mostly. Round the Eiffel Tower, which is huge; along
the banks of the Siene, which is muddy; across, under and over bridges: we
walked and walked and walked. Met the cutest cat - such soft fur and so friendly. There are lots of houseboats on the Seine, and it lived on one of those.
And then
realised we had better grab a quick something to eat before getting back to the
Mercure for a shower, drink and dinner.
So we walked back to the Tower and got a hot dog and frites. Hot dog was gorgeous - French bread is so
much nicer than English bread - and the frites were hot, salty and
delicious. Or maybe that was the
appetite and the mere fact of being in Paris!
This is where we ate our hot dog and frites. Those girls were having the time of their lives, and I wished Daughter was with us - she too would have been riding the Carousel, eating candyfloss and (probably) finding some hunky Parisienne. Ah, to be young..
Back to join up with The Gang. Much food was eaten - I had the worst French
Onion Soup I have ever eaten, but the rest was Mmmmm good.
Up till 1.30 - champagne with the meal, and red
and white wines, lager and Lagavulin after.
A lot of bonding. And everyone
was nice - how fucking unreal is that!
It's only a small company - there were 15 on the trip, 1 single and 8
couples, with 1 single and 2 couples not coming - so to have everyone be nice
and get on was great.
More later. Some editing of pictures still to do. Well, CupCate, you asked for lots of pictures!
Made the Spinach & Cheese Squares that i found on desiredandhealthy's blog and it was pretty scrummy, considering I went - OK, yes, I have cottage cheese, parmesan, fresh spinach, eggs, bread, paprika - so no cheddar so no extra cheesy top and not frozen spinach, so I will just have to wing it and see how it turns out, and do it properly another time.
So I did - half-eaten now. Youngest said it was very nice and Husband went "veggie food" but ate it anyway.
So thanks desiredandhealthy - will definately make this again.