a squeaky breakfast

Our local cafe, run by an affable Romanian named  Ricardo, does a splendid breakfast of halloumi, roasted veg, hash brown, a sausage patty, tomato (for those that want it – I certainly don’t!) and toast, for £4.99.  It’s delicious, but by the time you’ve bought coffee, you’re up to thirteen quid or so for two,…

blueberry pancakes

  Milk going sour, and wizened blueberries? Simple! Beat one egg into 4 oz of plain flour, add ¼ pint of milk (yes, I know the measurements are mixed, but it’s Pete’s recipe), 1½   tsp baking powder, ½ teaspoon cream of tartar, ¼ teaspoon of salt, squirt of lemon juice, two teaspoons of olive…

breakfast tortilla

(or gorilla, as my spell checker initially suggested) In my ongoing battle to lose weight, one of the things that works for me is a wide variety. I saw the Hairy Bikers do a take on this last week (why did nobody tell me about their diet show?!), so I picked up a pack of…

Remoska Sunday

Started with Sunday breakfast – put a stack of chopped mushrooms, black pudding and bacon in the shallow Remoska pan and turned it on; to be frank, I had little expectation of it working well, but I beat some eggs and cream for scrambly egg and hoped for the best. And in fifteen minutes, we…

sunday breakfast

We often have a cooked breakfast on a winter Sunday – although we usually do so much food that we lie groaning on the sofa for the afternoon, and just have some scones or something for supper. We fancied something more substantial than usual today, but we were more restrained – four eggs scrambled with…

outdated

Being tired and hungry, we thought we’d have some porridge this morning, so I found the box with the oats in, and bunged the requisite amounts of them, the milk and the water into a bowl, and placed it in the microwave. And only then noticed that the bag said “best before April 03”. How…