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I am one of those seemingly rare people that adores Traditional Christmas Puddings! Then again, I also love Christmas Cake and cannot begin to fathom why some people host Christmas Cake Throwing Competitions on Boxing Day to see who can throw their cake the furthest. What a waste of delicious fruitcake!
For some reason known only to the universe, I do seem to attract a rather INTERESTING group of men. A rather disheveled man once tried to pick me up in the toothpaste aisle (not literally of course, although I wouldn't have put it past him) because my "trolley reflected good oral hygiene". He then proceeded to follow me all the way to my car, begging for my phone number.
I blame my NFS (New Friend Sarah) for recommending Sharp Objects - a book that gripped me from the first page and rendered me completely unsociable and unproductive until the very last page. When I decided that I may need therapy.
I will pretty much bake anything the Barefoot Contessa tells me to bake. So when she claimed to have one of the world's best chocolate brownie recipes, who was I to argue? I road-tested these beauties on my ever-obliging Book Club who agreed (through mouthfuls of gooey chocolate) that they were, indeed, quite heavenly.
To whom it may concern,
I would humbly like to submit my name as a candidate for your "One Year Sponsorship of Free Wine" campaign. And while I understand that you don't actually HAVE a "One Year Sponsorship of Free Wine" campaign, I think you will soon agree that it is a very very good idea. And that I should be the first to benefit.
I am a huge fan of the Barefoot Contessa and have all of her recipe books. There is something about her no-nonsense approach to cooking and baking that appeals to me, and I have yet to try one of her recipes that hasn't lived up to its claims. About two years ago, I saw her making this Lentil Sausage Soup on TV and almost licked the screen (which is strange, because I don't really like lentils) - and so began my love affair with this gorgeous recipe.
I have been on a bit of a mission lately to try and eat every scrap of food in our fridge before it reaches its Best By date. Vegetables can easily be made into soup or tossed in some olive oil and thrown into the oven as Roasted Veggies - but fruit is a little tricky. I discovered a rather lovely Banana Chocolate Chip Bread recipe the other day, which totally takes care of the bananas (and even better, you can freeze bananas and whip them out when you are dying for banana bread or a smoothie). But apples are a little trickier, especially as I don't like stewed apples and am a little tired of Apple Crumble!
It is a constant source of amazement to me that men (in general), and my husband (in particular), believe in fairies ... Oh, don't get me wrong - if you ever ASK a man if he believes in fairies, he will look at you as if you have suddenly sprouted disgustingly long nostril hairs and will adamantly refuse any belief in or knowledge of these creatures... But, as Dr Phil often says ... your actions speak louder than your words... and my husband's actions tell me that he does, indeed, believe in fairies. House fairies, in particular...
If I have been a teeny bit quiet, it's because my entire family is sick. Like ALL of them. And no-one will give me Prozac! Stephen has a lung infection, Kayla has bronchitis and Isabella has an ear infection. (I am absolutely fine, thanks for asking. I just need to figure out how to stop rocking and sobbing hysterically under my desk.)
Stephen and I have come up with THE most brilliant idea - we are going to become Amish! We have decided to leave the stresses and strains of city life behind us and live off the land instead. It's going to be fantastic.