
Soon they will look like this – image: Musings from a Stonehead
I have beetroot on the boil, ready to make some pickled beetroot to put in the fridge. I have to store it in the fridge because I don’t have sealing jars.
In the middle of my second ‘beefless’ week. The first week was a success, although I nearly faltered this Monday…
“I almost committed a heinous crime. This is my second ‘beefless‘ week of the month in my resolve to limit the amount of beef I am responsible for. I planned lunch, a lovely pork roast that would warm the cockles of my heart today being coolish, cold sliced pork to go with a salad on a day not cool like today and at least two days of pork sandwiches for nibbles. Then I realised I was going to use beef dripping to cook it in the roasting dish. See how easy it is to fall into little traps. Yes, I buy my dripping, because I don’t roast enough to collect the real McCoy. I used to buy pork lard, but I just recently discovered that the green pack was beef dripping, much preferred because of the flavour. So in the spirit of the ‘beefless‘ week, I will dry roast it and save the lard produced.” – Life is but a Labyrinth
An aside – Someone turned the sun off…
It was a lovely sunny morning and now it is so dark I have to turn the light on at 9am to see the keyboard. I fear for the worst.
For those of you who liked my post yesterday, you might like to check the post on wine racks on my blog Things that Fizz & Stuff for rustic wine racks.
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Here we go! This week’s CTWW.
OR …
Never use them? Great, please share your tips & tricks for getting along without them.
I am a fiend.
Generally, I don’t use paper towels.
However, I do have them. Why, you might ask. Well there is no substitute for paper towels when you are eating a homemade hamburger; at least not my homemade hamburgers.
When I make a hamburger, it’s not just a hamburger, it’s an adventure. Hamburgers are not made to be eaten with a knife and fork, they are made to be eaten in the hand. My hamburgers are so juicy that to eat one without being folded in the mandatory paper towel you would have juice running down to your elbows.
So in this, I am a fiend.
But I don’t use them generally in the kitchen, there I prefer washable cloths for all those small spills, or big spills like yesterday pouring coffee from the bule (coffeepot) into the thermos flask, the spout slipped off the flask in mid-torrent and I had coffee all over the stove top.
This morning, I was more successful.
I also have paper serviettes.
Gasp, horror!
They get used for outdoor BBQs only. Indoors, I use cloth ones, when I use them.
As for paper towels in restrooms (how quaint that Americans have this peculiar name for toilets, I have never ‘rested’ in one yet), what can I say, I’m a man (men are just big boys) and a quick wipe on the jeans suffices. Old habits die hard.
My fav restaurants both have cloth napkins.
So while I commit these hideous crimes, I do so sparingly.
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