reason – don’t know why – I did not post it. It is now well over 3 weeks since my last post and I have been in a strange space of floating feelings…..Mmm…. How do I express this? I seemed to lose my taste buds for a couple of weeks. It
seemed that a few things left such a “bad taste in my mouth” (figuratively speaking of course – hence the rant blog). Days have passed and I am now in a better place and my taste buds seem to have recovered. I have decided to delete
my previous rant and not burden my blog page with it. I must confess though, I think it did me some good. Had to get a few things out of my system and that is exactly what blog/journals/sharing are meant to do!!
So tonight is the Saturday of the long weekend (if Easter is important to you – then I wish you well for your festivities), for others it is a long weekend to chill, read, watch movies, COOK & EAT!!
Had a great cook up last night and cooked a wonderful meal with snapper fillet and fried green tomatoes, accompanied by very tasty fennel and orange salad. Of course the normal offerings of desserts and cakes were made available after a day of baking. I pulled out a couple of very old and well used recipes and as always they did not disappoint. I really must
get round to scanning them all onto the computer. Just like the stains and marks all over the pages from days gone past. It is hard to get that same feel on the computer screen.
We had another cooking class at Plough Creek recently, Moroccan cooking. Wow were there some fantastic flavours shared that night. The aubergine cooked on “Wilma Webber” was turned into the best baba ganoush I have ever tasted. Beef cheek tajine and a semolina cake with the sweetest syrup. Yep – Yummy!
Right at the moment Tez is playing his guitar and singing ….. He thinks I should be having a bop while he pretends to be Paul - or is John that he fantasises about being??? He is attempting a gorgeous song right now “Beautiful Boy” by John Lennon. Wonderful words ….Stunning sentiment. So I think it is time for a glass of wine and some reflection time, as I think
about all the beautiful boys I have known. DC xx