Meaty entry
Now where was I?
Meatily, I am eating meat. Meat meat meat. Only beef though. Not chicken or pork (hee! wrote 'porn' by mistake) not ever - the way chickens and pigs are treated is the reason I went vegetarian in the first place. Not lamb, as that always made me ill even beforehand. But beef.
Saturday was organic steak. It was very nice, for meat. It was also the most meat I've even in one go for over three years. You know those cheezy films we all love (think American Pie or Dumb and Dumber) where some poor sucker is slipped laxatives? And how their guts go 'blrrrrrgggghhhh' like cavernous pipes, shortly before they flee to the bathroom (only to find it blocked, or full or giggling girls, or somerthing)? Well, that was me a short 24 hours later. But without the blocked toilet. Or the giggling girls, thankfully. That would have been embarrassing.
Sunday was venison - which was close enough to beef that Li'l Chef persuaded me. E&T joined the household for the evening, and the seven of us ate lots of yummy food that happened to include venison. The menu:
Soup: vegetable broth of some kind, with baby corn in it. This was good stuff.
Entree: giant platter with crab legs, spiced fish, snap peas, avocado, crumbed camembert, olives, sundried tomatoes. To be eaten with chopsticks - I'm getting better with those suckers.
Main: venison on herbed mashed potatoes with mushrooms, served with creamy spinach. This was the first time in seven years that I'd had venison, and I was still getting used to the idea of meat. Still, it was pretty nice, although I liked the mushrooms and the spinach better.
Dessert: she tried to kill us with her marvellous mousse *drools thinking about it*. Unfortunately, about thirty seconds after finishing this my guts went cavernous on me ... coutesy of dinner the night before.
Rest of dessert that I didn't have: Peach Crumble with Ambrosia (I think that's what it was called); Hot Chocolate.
Monday I was home for a change, but AussieAnt was cooking and invited me to chow down with him and Georgie. He made a chilli con carne-type thing, that went into baked potatoes to make a stuffed chilli mince potato, topped with home made guacamole, grated cheese and sour cream. He also make these awesome puff-pastry bread things, which was pretty much indescribable. I got him to leave my potato half-unscooped, so there wasn't too much con carne in it. That was enough.
Thus ends the entry of meat. I've got no idea what I'll be eating tonight, but I think I'll go vegetarian for the evening. My guts will like me for it.
Meatily, I am eating meat. Meat meat meat. Only beef though. Not chicken or pork (hee! wrote 'porn' by mistake) not ever - the way chickens and pigs are treated is the reason I went vegetarian in the first place. Not lamb, as that always made me ill even beforehand. But beef.
Saturday was organic steak. It was very nice, for meat. It was also the most meat I've even in one go for over three years. You know those cheezy films we all love (think American Pie or Dumb and Dumber) where some poor sucker is slipped laxatives? And how their guts go 'blrrrrrgggghhhh' like cavernous pipes, shortly before they flee to the bathroom (only to find it blocked, or full or giggling girls, or somerthing)? Well, that was me a short 24 hours later. But without the blocked toilet. Or the giggling girls, thankfully. That would have been embarrassing.
Sunday was venison - which was close enough to beef that Li'l Chef persuaded me. E&T joined the household for the evening, and the seven of us ate lots of yummy food that happened to include venison. The menu:
Soup: vegetable broth of some kind, with baby corn in it. This was good stuff.
Entree: giant platter with crab legs, spiced fish, snap peas, avocado, crumbed camembert, olives, sundried tomatoes. To be eaten with chopsticks - I'm getting better with those suckers.
Main: venison on herbed mashed potatoes with mushrooms, served with creamy spinach. This was the first time in seven years that I'd had venison, and I was still getting used to the idea of meat. Still, it was pretty nice, although I liked the mushrooms and the spinach better.
Dessert: she tried to kill us with her marvellous mousse *drools thinking about it*. Unfortunately, about thirty seconds after finishing this my guts went cavernous on me ... coutesy of dinner the night before.
Rest of dessert that I didn't have: Peach Crumble with Ambrosia (I think that's what it was called); Hot Chocolate.
Monday I was home for a change, but AussieAnt was cooking and invited me to chow down with him and Georgie. He made a chilli con carne-type thing, that went into baked potatoes to make a stuffed chilli mince potato, topped with home made guacamole, grated cheese and sour cream. He also make these awesome puff-pastry bread things, which was pretty much indescribable. I got him to leave my potato half-unscooped, so there wasn't too much con carne in it. That was enough.
Thus ends the entry of meat. I've got no idea what I'll be eating tonight, but I think I'll go vegetarian for the evening. My guts will like me for it.