Catchy title, I know.
The thing is I've just had a very stressful hour and I'm still a little frazzled.
Why? You may ask... let me tell you .... One thing that you might not know about me is that I get dates wrong.
And I don't mean I miss birthdays or important dates (I'm good at remembering those)... no I mean I book things on the wrong day, or I forget I booked something and don't show up, or I book it on the right date and write it down in my diary on the wrong night so I still miss it...
I mean... I don't do this 'all the time' (now that would be worrying)... just frequently enough that it's getting noticeable. (Drives Mr M slightly mad. Just a little bit...)
So this afternoon my mother called me and tells me the flights I booked for her and dad to come and look after the boys when Mr M and I go to Palm Spring at the end of the month... are the wrong way around... the outbound flight on the inbound date and vice versa.
It's all sorted now but Mr M's eyes are still in the back of his head he rolled them so much...
Anyway, back to food.
I love cookery books.
Recently I had a little tidy up and got rid of the ones I know I'll never use (and put the left over in some sort of colour coordinate order - which btw will change as soon as I'll finish writing this post, it's just not right) and leafed through the others.
I found this one I didn't even know I had?! A present? It's brilliant so why hasn't it ever been used?
I'm not very good nor very confident in cooking meat but the boys love it so I picked a recipe and got to work
Ribs. Who doesn't love ribs, right?
And the results?
It kind of proved my point about cooking meat. It's never as easy as it seems.
The recipe for the sauce was great and tasted delicious... The meat was... hard.
Was it the meat's fault? A bad piece? I followed the recipe but maybe I went wrong somewhere? The wrong sort of ribs?
I don't know, The boys ate them because they're feral and rather than eating the braised courgettes they'd have eaten the chairs but still, I was a little disappointed.
Tonight we'll try another new thing:
"Violetta" potatoes to be precise.
I'm going to mash them... they should make a lovely lilac mash which tastes the same as the normal one.
(Although it'll clash terribly with the green beans and the salmon... oh well)