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English Mum |
Jan 29th, 2008
Yummy baguette fillings (or party food)
So me Ma’s visit all passed in a happy blur. Oh, apart from the bit when Bertie disgraced himself by eating her knitting needles- sorry Ma. Oh, and that other bit where Bertie disgraced himself by hopping into her bed and frightening her silly when she returned from a nocturnal trip to the loo – sorry again Ma. And yesterday I found myself dropping her at the airport again.
Still, no point dwelling...
Posted by
English Mum |
Jan 8th, 2008
Chicken Out!!
Not sure that I’ve mentioned this, but I’ve been badgering Hubby for a while now about chickens. I want some. Okay, I know I’m not exactly Farmer bloody Giles (don’t think pink Hunters count here) or Hugh Fearnley Whatsisface, but can’t a girl have just a couple of chickens in her life? It’s not much to ask. My big brother, a (sometimes) serious, important, often besuited...
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English Mum |
Jan 6th, 2008
Easy Roast Chicken Bake Thingy
There are some days when I practically sprint into the kitchen first thing in the morning, then have to be wrestled out again last thing at night. I’ll often be found in the nice, sunny spot at the kitchen table reading recipe books, or pottering about watering my herbs or baking something fattening. Today though, has not been a good day and the thought of making a roast dinner made me feel more ‘ugh’...
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English Mum |
Jan 2nd, 2008
Toad in the Hole
Well after all that roasting, basting and stuffing, I chilled today and made a yummy toad in the hole with some nice fat herby sausages. I’m not sure if I’ve given you my tried and tested batter recipe, but here she blows:
4oz plain flour
Pinch of salt
2 eggs
300ml (10 fl oz) Milk
Fat slice (about half oz) of butter
olive or sunflower oil
Pack of sausages
So – get a deep sided baking tin or...
Posted by
English Mum |
Dec 31st, 2007
Happy New Year!
May 2008 be filled with happiness, peace, and the odd greyhound.
Mwah xxxx
Posted by
English Mum |
Dec 31st, 2007
Death by strawberry
So J, C and little C finally came up for their long-awaited visit. Hubby and I made a special trip to Flood’s the butchers in Oldcastle to get a joint of their fantastic beef. It’s a very busy place which is always a good sign in my book, and they have all the details about where their meet comes from (even the abbatoir if you’re that interested) up on a blackboard in the shop. The chap brought...
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English Mum |
Dec 28th, 2007
It wouldn’t be Christmas without turkey curry…
I know, I know… but I’ve got half a bird clogging up my fridge and Hubby and #1 are mad for a curry. I got Anjum Anand’s wonderful ‘Indian Every Day’ for Christmas and she has this brilliant idea for a basic curry paste that, once you’ve knocked up a batch, you can keep in the fridge (or freeze in little portion sizes in an ice cube tray) so I’ve used this, but hey,...
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English Mum |
Dec 26th, 2007
Baked Salmon Parcels
Happy Boxing Day! Or Happy St Stephen’s Day, depending on where you reside. I hope, dear reader, that your Christmas Day was as happy and mad as ours. The smalls didn’t get up until 8am (very satisfying, especially as Lou next door was up at 5am – no, of course I’m not smirking). Hubby and I had next door round for drinks and proceeded to get very happy (proof in itself that you can leave...
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English Mum |
Dec 21st, 2007
Boozy Ginger Biscuit Chocolate Log
Oh, and me and me Mam were reminiscing about this little beauty. It was a Christmas tradition in our house and it may sound weird but it tastes bloody fab.
1 packet ginger biscuits
Sherry or orange juice (ooh, or Morgan’s Spiced Rum would be great)
Double Cream, whipped
Dark chocolate
So take each biscuit individually and then dunk it in the sherry (or orange juice if you’ve got kids eating this...
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English Mum |
Dec 20th, 2007
Snowball Nostalgia
So J’s on nights at the moment. We love this as it gives us the opportunity to have random nocturnal chats about all sorts of things while she’s on her break in the bowels of wherever it is she works (she does something incredibly clever and technical which I don’t honestly understand). Hubby came in last night very late to find us gabbing away about the kitsch retro food of Fanny Cradock....
