After a terrible day at work, it was nearly 9pm by the time I got home and even thought about food. So Mr. C came round and we had a lovely dinner of Pancakes with lemon and sugar...
I even managed to flip some of them perfectly. It just happened to be when Mr. C wasn't in the room. Doh!
A trip to Cobh at the weekend will be a lovely break. I haven't been there in about 4 months and I am really looking forward to a trip with Mr. C and my good friend, A-M. I have never travelled there empty handed and I am not about to start now.
So right now, I am watching a programme about the rise of the Super Chef, with a muffin book beside me trying to decide which ones to make,
On the programme, The Rise of the Super Chef, is a very interesting programme about how the "celebrity" chef has come about and how they have, very cleverly, maximised their income through things like endorsing cookery items (or in Antony Worrell Thompson's case, toilet cleaner??) and owning the rights to your programmes (Jamie! he is worth about £40mil)
It is interesting how the public latch onto someone and their "style" of cooking and subsequently buy all their books or the products that they endorse. I know that I am guilty of seeing a chef I like, usually on a TV programme, and buying their book. I currently have about 30 cook books that I browse through regularly. However, I can't say that I have cooked all the recipes from any one of the books.
Perhaps my Lenten promise should be not to buy any more books until I cook all the recipes from the ones I have. However, I fear that I would fail before the weekend is over!
Muffin decisions to be made and shopping lists to write.
Orls xxx
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