a real treat

We had planned a day out on Sunday, to do some City of Culture stuff, watch them take Blade out of Queen Victoria Square, have lunch. But it was raining, and we had work to do, so we didn’t. That’s the joy of self-employment, it’s either famine or feast. We have an Iceland pretty much…

a trip to the butcher

I am currently between treadmills – sold the old one (basic, no inclines, no programmes) and it was collected on Wednesday, and its replacement (whizzy!) is arriving this afternoon, ghods willing. And so, the horror, I have taken myself *outside* to the park for my constitutional the past couple of mornings. Yesterday it was -2C,…

four meat soup

This week’s soup is a real amalgam. I marmalised  in the food processor: one leek, one parsnip, two sticks of celery, two carrots.  Into the slow cooker they went. In the freezer were two bags of chicken and peapod stock, to make ris e bisi, but we decided to sacrifice them to the soup.  So…