My reacquaintance with my kitchen, courtesy of Fay Ripley continues, it was steak and chips tonight and it was delicious. In the spirit of the kids eating the same thing as the adults (even if not at the same time) they also had steak and chips, except their chips were from the freezer and I managed to burn them, so they had steak and pitta bread (Boy Lacer, for the record adores steak, he helped me unpack the shopping, gets out the packet of dripping red meat “Mmm delicious”, Girl Lacer though doesn’t like anything beefy).
For me and Mr. Lacer the chips were homemade (easy to make and delicious but I have an inkling probably a little greasier than our frozen brand of chips, even though my home made chips were cooked in the oven as well) and the steak had a creamy tarragon sauce and amazingly the steak, chips and sauce were ready all at the same time, which is pretty good going for me and I don’t think I’ve developed sudden organisational skills in the kitchen, more like the recipe was well written and well organised. God I love this cookbook.
So of course steak = red wine and I’ve drunk so much it’s amazing I’m managing to write this blog post (sorry for any typos), just watched The Apprentice and I’ve been yelling abuse at the TV in the direction of Phillip the arrogant estate agent, so I was quite pleased with tonight’s results.
