@Nanny Beach My mum did things like that too. We'd go to visit for a long weekend and find she had jobs planned for all 3 days completely ignoring the long drive there and back and the fact that we both did 70 hour weeks in those days. Plus the fact that she could afford people to do her garden, insulate her loft etc... The last time we went I made sure we had a programme of play planned and told her in advance. She had a "migraine" the entire weekend in protest.
The rain seems to have slipped by just to the south and east of us but we have the heavy dark clouds and it is feeling very oppressive. Possum is cooking so I hope she has something good lined up. I have decided to try a brine for tomorrow's roast belly pork.
Vendée - 20kms from Atlantic coast.
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I haven't done the spare rooms after all. I found a box full of stationary so I unpacked it into a couple of drawers in the downstairs storage area, which previous owners' daughter used as a dressing room. It was marked "dining room" on the box, because that's where the printer and OH's desk are, but the removers had put it in the garage. I found another box marked "bathroom" with bath mats and a potty in it, in the garage.
Then OH said he felt like savoury cake and I felt like cooking something so I've made a cheese, walnut and pistachio cake. Couldn't find a recipe so I invented it. Turned out rather well.
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Obelixx, I worked nights, every year she would say "what are you doing for Christmas", I would say coming home and going to bed, nah, I didn't, we went to her for lunch. The woman was a bully, she did one thing too many, and we haven't spoken to Hubby's family for 12 years now. I used to go up, quite a long trip, once a month take her shopping, do the garden, we decorated etc etc, she wasn't particularly old or decrepit, she would stand giving orders,She would grunt and groan "attempting" to climb the stairs (VERY overweight) One of my sons stayed there for a weekend once to decorate, saw her bending down to her low oven, and positively sprint up those stairs!!!
Heat the
oven to 180C. Grease and line a 1lb loaf
tin.
Sift the flour, baking powder, salt
and mustard into a large bowl then rub in the butter. Stir in the cheese and walnuts and add the
milk and eggs to make a soft dough.
Pour into the tin and make a slight
hollow in the centre. Bake 40 to 45
minutes till a skewer comes out clean.
Turn out,
remove paper and cool on a wire rack.
Serve sliced and buttered.
Vendée - 20kms from Atlantic coast.
"The price good men (and women) pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men (and women)."
Ooh, that looks good @Busy-Lizzie, I shall steal the recipe too @obelix for when the Tearoom opens (eventually), I am sure that will be a great success.
I shall persevere with the mealworms @Allotment Boy, it's raining here so I've thrown some on the ground, they'll soak up whatever, I did see a little robin having a peek so fingers crossed.
Spent the afternoon cleaning up the sawdust in the kitchen at CdeG, it's all done now in there. I have to now empty the upstairs Tearoom for the decorating to be done in there and then we're moving onto the downstairs one. It will be nice to finally open with everything looking shiny and clean again. A few weeks work to be done yet though, I think once the decorator takes the wallpaper off downstairs there will be plastering to be done. I am really hoping not's not too bad.
This evening we're watching a film The Darkest Hour, and for the first time this year I am going to enjoy a glass of red wine. I think I have used enough calories up this week to allow myself this much missed treat.
Have a nice evening all.
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We're just going to crack open a bottle of fizz to celebrate daughter's new house (she's come to collect her cat, Xmas presies and clothes she left behind). She's in our bubble and has been isolating since she moved in which has been very lonely for her, especially without her beloved pet.
Enjoy @D0rdogne_Damsel. I like it done with pecans. I usually double up the quantities for a kilo loaf tin. Good luck with plastering. I find the dust gets far further and floats around for days longer than sawdust.
I have sanded down a small occasional table ready for painting. Reckon I can do that OK without a thumb. I need it as a plant support in our shower room so I can reclaim the 3 legged metal thingy which is actually a wine bottle and ice bucket holder so will be needed elsewhere this summer, assuming by then we can have friends round for lunches on the terrace.
Vendée - 20kms from Atlantic coast.
"The price good men (and women) pay for indifference to public affairs is to be ruled by evil men (and women)."
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The rain seems to have slipped by just to the south and east of us but we have the heavy dark clouds and it is feeling very oppressive. Possum is cooking so I hope she has something good lined up. I have decided to try a brine for tomorrow's roast belly pork.
I haven't done the spare rooms after all. I found a box full of stationary so I unpacked it into a couple of drawers in the downstairs storage area, which previous owners' daughter used as a dressing room. It was marked "dining room" on the box, because that's where the printer and OH's desk are, but the removers had put it in the garage. I found another box marked "bathroom" with bath mats and a potty in it, in the garage.
Then OH said he felt like savoury cake and I felt like cooking something so I've made a cheese, walnut and pistachio cake. Couldn't find a recipe so I invented it. Turned out rather well.
That looks very good @Busy-Lizzie but here you go, just in case. I use Vieux Gouda for the Cheddar and any mix of nuts will work:
CHEESE & WALNUT TEABREAD
8 oz / 240g wholemeal flour
2 tsp /10ml baking powder
1 tsp / 5ml salt
½tsp mustard powder
2oz / 60g butter
4oz / 120g cheddar, grated
1 oz / 30g walnuts, chopped
¼ pint milk
1 egg, beaten
Heat the oven to 180C. Grease and line a 1lb loaf tin.
Sift the flour, baking powder, salt and mustard into a large bowl then rub in the butter. Stir in the cheese and walnuts and add the milk and eggs to make a soft dough.
Pour into the tin and make a slight hollow in the centre. Bake 40 to 45 minutes till a skewer comes out clean.
Turn out, remove paper and cool on a wire rack. Serve sliced and buttered.
I shall persevere with the mealworms @Allotment Boy, it's raining here so I've thrown some on the ground, they'll soak up whatever, I did see a little robin having a peek so fingers crossed.
Spent the afternoon cleaning up the sawdust in the kitchen at CdeG, it's all done now in there. I have to now empty the upstairs Tearoom for the decorating to be done in there and then we're moving onto the downstairs one. It will be nice to finally open with everything looking shiny and clean again. A few weeks work to be done yet though, I think once the decorator takes the wallpaper off downstairs there will be plastering to be done. I am really hoping not's not too bad.
This evening we're watching a film The Darkest Hour, and for the first time this year I am going to enjoy a glass of red wine. I think I have used enough calories up this week to allow myself this much missed treat.
Have a nice evening all.
We're just going to crack open a bottle of fizz to celebrate daughter's new house (she's come to collect her cat, Xmas presies and clothes she left behind). She's in our bubble and has been isolating since she moved in which has been very lonely for her, especially without her beloved pet.
I have sanded down a small occasional table ready for painting. Reckon I can do that OK without a thumb. I need it as a plant support in our shower room so I can reclaim the 3 legged metal thingy which is actually a wine bottle and ice bucket holder so will be needed elsewhere this summer, assuming by then we can have friends round for lunches on the terrace.
OH and I are having a glass of white wine while Possum cooks dinner. Something involving sticky chicken.