1. Gathering chestnuts on a lunchtime walk. At 2pm I come back to my desk and find Jane has added a few extra.
2. Along with the usual spices I boil up with my rice, I add some mace (we saw this growing on Zanzibar -- it is like bright red seaweed wrapped round each nutmeg. When it's dried, the colour changes to shy orange). When the rice is done, the mace has softened into a gentle nutmeggy mouthful.
3. Nick's baseball night means time to myself -- I make chestnut soup, wash my hair and snuggle into bed with a book.
humm some really sounding delicious things today!
ReplyDeleteI didn't realize that there was any kind of baseball following in the UK.
ReplyDeleteChestnut soup from ones you gathered yourself? Makes you kind of like an urban farmer, no?
ReplyDeleteEyebee -- I think there is just Nick, but I don't know if he counts as a following :-)
ReplyDeleteJoe -- I think of it more as hunter gathering.
From my time in Montreal (shame about the Expos...).
ReplyDeleteNow it's the World Series poor Clare knows she won't see me for a week.
Game 1 tonight on the Sky+ box, so you'd better not let slip the result!