On the menu tonight:
Chicken Schnitzels (my own recipe)
Mixed Vegetable sauce (my own recipe)
and
Spaghetti
Very much doubt if there'll be room for pud. And what would I choose anyway? Not another Banoffee pie that's for sure because although it was a stunner it was also very moreish. And I can't be having that.
So no pud today.
I'm desperately excited about England's game tomorrow night, I expect the Croats to put up a fantastic fight, and why not? They want glory, fame and dosh just as much as we do, only we want it more. I don't know much about anything but what I do know is that if my beloved England squad reach the World Cup finals next year, this blog will explode.
Monty knocked over the clothes horse. It went bang and he scarpered under the bed. Call yourself a killer?
My lilac halter neck dress made me walk differently today. I toddled and wiggled instead of walking sensibly. The heat must have affected me.
Must dash because Lisa will be here quite soon to snip at my hair.
I like Lisa, she's alright.
Showing posts with label Banoffee Pie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Banoffee Pie. Show all posts
Tuesday, 8 September 2009
Sunday, 6 September 2009
Sunday Menu and Other Nonsense
Roast Beef. A decent sized roast
Yorkshire pudding. Large but not excessively so
Roast potatoes. Only three.
Glazed whole carrots. Lots and whoppers.
Peas. What can I say about peas?
Gravy and mustard. Thin and Thick
For pud...
Banoffee Pie. 7 inches of pleasure.
Making the Banoffee Pie was fun because I've never made one before and getting to grips with cocoa, bananas, biscuits, butter and cream so early on a Sunday morning was silly and childlike and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Especially smashing up the digestives in a Sainsbury's carrier bag. Loved that bit!
For tea I expect it'll be either be beefy sandwiches or a Chinese!
Which reminds me of a restaurant I had the pleasure of visiting.
It's on Southend seafront and called 'The Great Wall' and I can clearly remember looking out to sea through vast windows whilst showing off my chopstick skills. I of course wore red as a sign of respect.
And now I'm wondering if there's a Chinese lady somewhere, right now, reminiscing about the time she had a plate of Fish and Chips whilst on vacation in Scarborough or somewhere...talking of which I had a lovely piece of Roe on Saturday from Munch Kings, a little establishment near the car wash.
I must toddle off now on account of me beef needing to be tended to, which reminds me I'm having my hair done Tuesday.
Yorkshire pudding. Large but not excessively so
Roast potatoes. Only three.
Glazed whole carrots. Lots and whoppers.
Peas. What can I say about peas?
Gravy and mustard. Thin and Thick
For pud...
Banoffee Pie. 7 inches of pleasure.
Making the Banoffee Pie was fun because I've never made one before and getting to grips with cocoa, bananas, biscuits, butter and cream so early on a Sunday morning was silly and childlike and I thoroughly enjoyed it. Especially smashing up the digestives in a Sainsbury's carrier bag. Loved that bit!
For tea I expect it'll be either be beefy sandwiches or a Chinese!
Which reminds me of a restaurant I had the pleasure of visiting.
It's on Southend seafront and called 'The Great Wall' and I can clearly remember looking out to sea through vast windows whilst showing off my chopstick skills. I of course wore red as a sign of respect.
And now I'm wondering if there's a Chinese lady somewhere, right now, reminiscing about the time she had a plate of Fish and Chips whilst on vacation in Scarborough or somewhere...talking of which I had a lovely piece of Roe on Saturday from Munch Kings, a little establishment near the car wash.
I must toddle off now on account of me beef needing to be tended to, which reminds me I'm having my hair done Tuesday.
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