This was my first up close and personal with a hedgehog and I absolutely loved it. Smeared with a little butter and some crushed fresh garlic, it was deelicious. And it comes with its own set of toothpicks to get those last little niggly bits out of your teeth... Calm down, I'm just kidding. This must be just the cutest creature I have ever seen.
Today's recipe: Lamb shanks with olives & preserved lemon
Sigh, it ain't easy being me. Just this week I had to (1) get help opening the boot/trunk of my rental car – would you have known to press the VW logo at the top down to get the bottom up? And (2) did you know that you have to press the central lock button to get the petrol/gas tank to open? And (3) did you know that if your ticket says South Terminal, your flight probably isn't leaving from North Terminal? Groan.
I haven't posted a recipe, or um, anything really for a while, so I have finally kicked myself into action and written down this super Vegetarian Recipe. We had the lovely Heloise staying with us for a week (a French student who is learning English) and she is mostly vegetarian, so I came up with this deelicious lasagne. Now don't you go turning up your nose, this is REALLY good. Even people who wouldn't normally eat this type of thing thought it was great so pull yourself together!
“A man walks into a bank, pulls out a gun and demands that the cashier gives him all the money she has. She quickly hands over the money and puts up her hands in fear. The man turns to one of the customers in the bank and asks if he had seen what had just happened. The man says yes, of course he had. So the bank robber shoots him. He then turns to a woman customer and asks if she had seen anything. No I didn't, she says, but my husband did...“
If you don't have a zucchini plant (or 4 or 5) then you neither have the joy nor the desperation of those of us who do. A friend once sent me an email boldly titled:
How to use up your excess zucchini/courgettes/summer squash.
It was about a woman circling a supermarket parking lot very slowly in her car, who, as soon as she spotted an open window, would pull up, jump out and dump her zucchinis into the car before tearing off.
Considering that I am back, I'm not really being successful at terminating my tasks. The list of reasons is as long as the brambles growing in my garden (never heard that one before, have ya?), but one does not wish to complain or draw attention to oneself... HELLO, I'M HERE!!!
Wikipedia says: “A canelé is a small French pastry with a soft and tender custard center and a dark, thick caramelized crust. The dessert, which is in the shape of small, striated cylinder approximately two inches in height, is a specialty of the Bordeaux region of France but can often be found in Parisian patisseries as well. Made from egg, sugar, milk and flour flavored with rum and vanilla, the custard batter is baked in a mold, giving the canelé a caramelized crust and custard-like inside.”
Where does all the time go to that disappears every day? Is there a big black time hole somewhere in the sky? One day I'm gonna find it and then use it all up just laying in the sunshine somewhere exotic. And because time always disappears, it will do so there to, but it will keep returning to the hole and I will spend the rest of my life sipping cold rose in the shade of a palm tree on some beautiful island.