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English Mum |
Feb 20th, 2007
Frittata
Okay, here goes with the frittata recipe. I’m not even sure if frittata is the correct term. Maybe it should be Spanish omelette? Whatever, it’s just a big old mixture of eggs and stuff and tastes really nice. If you haven’t got any leftover potatoes, peel a large one before you start, slice it into 1cm slices and boil it in salted water. You can basically bung any old stuff into here. I’ve...
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English Mum |
Jan 22nd, 2007
Beef Stew with dumplings
Monday morning again – don’t these bloody Mondays come around fast? Still, we had a lovely Sunday and also a peaceful night’s sleep last night as Dizzy decided to cease her whining and postpone her excavation of the bottom of the kitchen door and sleep relatively soundly until 5am, when she started to cry. I went and shushed her, and she was quiet again until the boys got up. Result. She’s...
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English Mum |
Sep 30th, 2006
Easy Thai Prawn Curry
Well thank heavens for the weekend. The ridiculous school run has left us all cranky and tired, and last night we all just wanted to crash out. I, being the total pig I am, was in the mood for a take-away curry. That being impossible as all the delivery men are too scared to chance the unfeasibly long, dark drive and the man-eating rabbits, I settled for some cooking-as-therapy and knocked this one up which,...
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English Mum |
Sep 23rd, 2006
Chaos and Carbonara
#2 has a friend to stay this weekend. The house is in chaos: this being Saturday there’s the usual festering rugby kits humming by the back door, and now there’s running sucker-gun battles in the hall (thanks for those by the way, Dad) and the lounge is a sea of lego. We’ve already had arguments over whose turn it is on Star Wars and over who is James Bond. My nerves are completely frazzled...
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English Mum |
Sep 1st, 2006
Sausage and egg pie
Seeing as, thanks to King Jamie of Oliver, I’m now a whiz with a bit of pastry, I decided to whip up dinner last night in the shape of a kind of sausage and egg pie/quiche effort. Poor B the greyhound was sent wild by the smell of sausages, her little nose twitching and wiggling as she sat in her usual ‘helping with the cooking’ spot, bang in front of the sink. No matter how many times she...
