Jeff/Senor Chang. I'd say Oh My Eyes only... ;) "All I ask is for you to keep filling the void in my soul..."


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Too damn tired to talk about anything; taking more and more pleasure in the Screaming Tribesmen Anthology, having finally pinned down who on earth it reminded me of.

Have some Rank and File.

Not the same thing at all, obvs, but some lovely resonances knocking about. Bless you Rod the God Melloy if you're reading this, for burning Sundown on CD ( Read more... )

On a roll here. Well, no - just got Time To Play for once. Same source as Tuesday's meal - this tacky ole book is proving quite a goldmine. To my ill-educated eye it seems to have almost no concessions to Westernisation; written when ginger came from "Chinese Grocers" and people foolhardy enough to venture into the realms of spiced food were ( Read more... )

( Goan Vinegar Curry )

...first time for everything. I've done a sort-of-roast with it before, using Kylie Kwong's braised bacon method (red wine, vinegar, black cherries yada), but I've never really got the hang of roasting per se... you know, timing the veges perfectly and all that. Mum never did'em. Anyone know how to persuade Mothers In Law to give up their trade ( Read more... )

Hubby didn't go to aikido so it's not a real Wednesday relax but oh well. Lovely day, no Madam on the premises, so despite a bunch of total ferals (it's the windy weather, I suspect) things were at least Happy for kids and staff and Uncle Tom Cobbley'n'all ( Read more... )

...but exhumed my little brick path anyway. And formalised the dahlia/iris beds outside the spare room... spare meaning full of DIY crap and snowboards. Once upon a time that was going to be my our Library/Guest Room. Oh well. As and when anyone goes in there to use the circular saw, they'll see my lovely orchard out the window ( Read more... )

Hubby still ill. Burning hot to the touch, has been since mid-yesterday. Good thing he was sensible about staying home today; if he'd tried to go to work I'd have taken his keys with me.

Made pirciati ch'abbruscianu, only with penne and chicken (feed the man protein). Either whichever site I was that said a bell chili was the same (heatwise) as ( Read more... )

Yay, finally. D:TNG finally gets around to tackling HIV. Shame it had to be through the Insufferably Entitled Paige, though; it sits kind of oddly to start with. Her initial reactions were more what I'd have expected from SporadicallyDumb!Manny ( Read more... )

All right. My right arm, kingdom, and favourite toddler to anyone who can help me identify anything remotely resembling the "burning pirciati" referred to in The Scent of the Night. Yes, I *know* the dear man gives us ( a lovely big ingredients list - see p47, Penguin ed - but I don't know enough about Sicilian cooking to figure out the likely method. )