Some evenings I eat a dinner a monk'd be right at home with. Or a nun, I guess... A piece of cheese, some plain bread and a piece of fruit. Other nights I glory in being extravagant with home-made soup or a lovely stilton-and-smoked-oysters feast with fresh steamed veggies. It varies; depends on how tired I am, what kind of mood I'm in....
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Hm. Will have to make more later this week, then. ^____^ Thanks!
(Btw, once I was in an SCA class on seasonings and we made home-made mustard by grinding mustard-seed and mixing it with oil and honey and salt; didn't taste anything like modern mustard-- I actually liked it, much to my surprise.)
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Devilled Bleu Eggs. Bleu Devils? Devil with the Bleu Egg, Bleu Egg On? This sounds like a job for...BACON SALT!
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And you're right: Bleu Devils! That's perfect! Thenkyew! See you in the grocery-store Bacon aisle!
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