With a parental state visit occurring last week, we were
prepping hard to pretend that we live like human beings. We did the hoovering,
watered the houseplants, wiped and/or dusted all surfaces, and the plants on
the balcony were either replaced or pruned to within an inch of their lives.
The flat was sparkling but I wasn’t finished- what about food? My dad’s a coeliac, which means he can’t eat wheat. Now
here’s where I get political: the government has decided to stop funding the
special bread that my dad and countless others get on prescription from the
pharmacy.
Showing posts with label quick bakes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quick bakes. Show all posts
Monday, 15 May 2017
Monday, 3 April 2017
Dark Rye Crackers
You know when you go into a supermarket to buy a really nice
packet of crackers and you find that you grit your teeth in silent fury as the
ones you like the most cost £3.50 for a pack of 16? …Yeah? Anyone else get
that..? [*pant, pant*]
These are the kind of crackers I always opt for. It annoys me greatly that I buy them at all, that I’m playing into the hands of the man by buying them... I
love crackers. I eat them a lot. But honestly, crackers are just flour and
water. These take all of five minutes to weigh and roll out, then only need a
quick spell in a hot oven. Hey presto, artisan crackers. Hipster crackers. Have them with a piece of cheese you bought in
London which cost a mere four hundred pounds. Actually, I will. Dark rye gives
a great nutty flavour and the addition of poppy seeds, caraway or sesame seeds adds to that- give
them a go if you want to stick it to Waitrose.
Monday, 8 February 2016
Fresh Ginger Biscuits
I think I’m allergic to history. I went to the National
Archives for the first time a few weeks ago and caught a cold. Then last week,
I went to the National Maritime Museum and now I have the flu. See what I mean?
I’ll admit that both times I was more nervous than I should have been, which
resulted in me being able to eat only a pear for lunch on one occasion. But
still. It’s got to be all that history. Or maybe it’s the fact that I feel that
I shouldn’t sneeze near archival materials, which inevitably makes me need to
sneeze so badly!
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