Ugh.. he is so annoying that silly Mister Woe.. he thought that because there was no Goaty Curd in OUR house that he could cause gloom and despondency.. but haha.. SHE showed him that Black Truffle and he was out of the front door and up those stairs quicker than a flash!
Yes, Dear Readers, YOU read that right.. there is a Black Truffle living in the YumYum HQ.. SHE made some very delicious buttered eggs and then shaved slivers of Truffle onto them.. sorry Joanna, I know that YOU will be smacking YOUR lips and cursing HER at the same time.. but that is truly what WE had to break that norty fast this morning.
Afterwards, I settled down on top of the bedroom door and SHE went out in to the driving rain to catch a number 22 bus to Parson's Green. Why was SHE going forth is such foul weather? Well, at the Parson's Green Farmer's Market SHE knew SHE would find HER friend Goaty Mum.. aka Debbie of Ellie's Dairy.
Purveyor of all things Goaty.. but especially the product that WE absolutely adore.. Goaty Curd.
What was this.. NO CURD to be had.. oh dear, that is a sadness.. what are WE going to do? Sigh.. Luckily, Debbie will be at Wimbledon next weekend so all is not totally lost for plans for OUR Christmas fare.
SHE had hoped to be able to try to use it today in HER White Cheesecake but that experiment will have to wait.
Debbie asked HER what were HER plans for the rest of the day.. HER response was going home to turn the heating on (for it is very damp dismal this weather), to make lunch and then to read HER two new books.
Which were found yesterday at a Cancer Research Charity Shop on the North End Road.. the first is called Beaneaters & Bread Soup - Portaits and Recipes from Tuscany by Lori De Mori and Jason Lowe.
(YOU know SHE reads cookery books like novels.. if YOU had not realised this.. wake up at the back there, where do YOU think YOU are.. school?)
The second is one that SHE was thrilled to find..
Chez Panisse.. Pasta Pizza & Calzone by Alice Waters, Patricia Curtan and Martine Labro.
Both absolutely new.. untouched by human paw!
But before books could be perused.. lunch was on the menu for YOU see, WE both like to eat with OUR meals.
Out of that chilly white cupboard.. aka fridge.. came several packets, fresh herbs.. a bottle of red wine came from another cupboard. Two large red potatoes and a couple of shallots came from the vegetable rack.
A pyrex dish was filled with salt, the potatoes were put on top and they put into the hot oven to bake for an hour.
She chopped the shallots into a frying pan and poured in some wine along with a bouquet garni of herbs. Hubble bubble this went as it slowly began to reduce.
Then SHE went off to do things that adults do on wet afternoons.. bit of laundry.. wrote some cards. And came back to check on the potatoes.. they were ready, so the flesh came out of their skins into a bowl, they were mashed with a fork, an egg yolk, some double cream, chopped parsley, salt and pepper were added, they were shaped into little cakes, rolled in flour and set aside.
Ah.. one of the packets has turned out to be Duck breasts. They are now at room temperature, SHE scored the fat and placed them fat side down onto a warm pan.. and cooked them in their own fat for about 12 minutes, this includes the couple of minutes when SHE flipped them over onto the other side. Out of the pan they came to relax.
The red wine sauce had veal stock added, the herbs removed and it hubbled-bubbled for a little longer, truly the smell was scrummydumptious.
Both butter and oil went into a frying pan, in went the little potato cakes until they were crisp and golden, they drained on paper.. Duck sliced, potato cakes on the side and that wonderful sauce on top..
What do YOU mean YOU cannot be bothered to cook for YOURSELF? How ridiculous.. Don't YOU like good food, don't YOU enjoy making something delicious?
Now.. ok.. WE don't do something like this every day but SHE now has something cooked and ready to take to work tomorrow which SHE will share with the others.. a salad and cold duck breast.. what could be nicer?
On a cold wet December's day.. it was jurst the ticket.. and no need for supper after such a late lunch.. well, maybe an apple or two!
GeeGee Parrot.
December 15th, 2013.
Yes, Dear Readers, YOU read that right.. there is a Black Truffle living in the YumYum HQ.. SHE made some very delicious buttered eggs and then shaved slivers of Truffle onto them.. sorry Joanna, I know that YOU will be smacking YOUR lips and cursing HER at the same time.. but that is truly what WE had to break that norty fast this morning.
Afterwards, I settled down on top of the bedroom door and SHE went out in to the driving rain to catch a number 22 bus to Parson's Green. Why was SHE going forth is such foul weather? Well, at the Parson's Green Farmer's Market SHE knew SHE would find HER friend Goaty Mum.. aka Debbie of Ellie's Dairy.
Purveyor of all things Goaty.. but especially the product that WE absolutely adore.. Goaty Curd.
What was this.. NO CURD to be had.. oh dear, that is a sadness.. what are WE going to do? Sigh.. Luckily, Debbie will be at Wimbledon next weekend so all is not totally lost for plans for OUR Christmas fare.
SHE had hoped to be able to try to use it today in HER White Cheesecake but that experiment will have to wait.
Debbie asked HER what were HER plans for the rest of the day.. HER response was going home to turn the heating on (for it is very damp dismal this weather), to make lunch and then to read HER two new books.
Which were found yesterday at a Cancer Research Charity Shop on the North End Road.. the first is called Beaneaters & Bread Soup - Portaits and Recipes from Tuscany by Lori De Mori and Jason Lowe.
(YOU know SHE reads cookery books like novels.. if YOU had not realised this.. wake up at the back there, where do YOU think YOU are.. school?)
The second is one that SHE was thrilled to find..
Chez Panisse.. Pasta Pizza & Calzone by Alice Waters, Patricia Curtan and Martine Labro.
Both absolutely new.. untouched by human paw!
But before books could be perused.. lunch was on the menu for YOU see, WE both like to eat with OUR meals.
Out of that chilly white cupboard.. aka fridge.. came several packets, fresh herbs.. a bottle of red wine came from another cupboard. Two large red potatoes and a couple of shallots came from the vegetable rack.
A pyrex dish was filled with salt, the potatoes were put on top and they put into the hot oven to bake for an hour.
She chopped the shallots into a frying pan and poured in some wine along with a bouquet garni of herbs. Hubble bubble this went as it slowly began to reduce.
Then SHE went off to do things that adults do on wet afternoons.. bit of laundry.. wrote some cards. And came back to check on the potatoes.. they were ready, so the flesh came out of their skins into a bowl, they were mashed with a fork, an egg yolk, some double cream, chopped parsley, salt and pepper were added, they were shaped into little cakes, rolled in flour and set aside.
Ah.. one of the packets has turned out to be Duck breasts. They are now at room temperature, SHE scored the fat and placed them fat side down onto a warm pan.. and cooked them in their own fat for about 12 minutes, this includes the couple of minutes when SHE flipped them over onto the other side. Out of the pan they came to relax.
The red wine sauce had veal stock added, the herbs removed and it hubbled-bubbled for a little longer, truly the smell was scrummydumptious.
Both butter and oil went into a frying pan, in went the little potato cakes until they were crisp and golden, they drained on paper.. Duck sliced, potato cakes on the side and that wonderful sauce on top..
What do YOU mean YOU cannot be bothered to cook for YOURSELF? How ridiculous.. Don't YOU like good food, don't YOU enjoy making something delicious?
Now.. ok.. WE don't do something like this every day but SHE now has something cooked and ready to take to work tomorrow which SHE will share with the others.. a salad and cold duck breast.. what could be nicer?
On a cold wet December's day.. it was jurst the ticket.. and no need for supper after such a late lunch.. well, maybe an apple or two!
GeeGee Parrot.
December 15th, 2013.
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