Cooking for one (Mark Three)

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Breakfast was an oven bottom muffin with margarine - and I made a 90% hard boiled egg which I squashed inside that while the egg was still hot. It's a bit similar to those old favourites of a fried egg sandwich as the yolk's still a bit runny....

3 chocolate digestives were Elevenses.

EDIT: It's horrible and cold out there, so I just removed the second WP mince/onion pie from the freezer. I'll serve that with freshly mashed spuds (as I bought 2.5Kg to get through) and baked beans. That'll be for tea, give the pie time to defrost on the worktop.

caronc

Sounds yummy Farway, I bet the spuds/veg/mushy peas would make great bubble & squeak:)

wort

Just caught up!
Friday was chicken Balti with dgson, I had a glass or 2 of wine with mine then felt a bit squiffy so had a pack of cheese and onion crisp!
Sat was out with sis and her hubby, and just happened to be in the region of the gfree chippy at tea time so had chips and peas!! Sis is coeliac too!
Sunday dgson and I had roast beef with gravy , that was lo from out of freezer. With mash and roast potatoes, cauli, carrots and broccoli, and a yorkie. Delicious!!
Followed by butterfly cakes made by dgson , he made half vanilla and half choc, with jam and cream . I had 1 after tea and 2 for supper!!!
Tonight I will have chicken pakoras, I was going to have chips with them but have lo mash?? Though I was going to try making potato cakes. I've not had them for years , I used to have them as a child with garden peas a bit of the pea juice to soak in the crispy potato cake! !
Hopefully I can make them gfree , but taste as I remember them.

Farway

caronc wrote: »

Sounds yummy Farway, I bet the spuds/veg/mushy peas would make great bubble & squeak

That's what I'm hoping. not sure about the mushy peas in the mix, but now you've set me thinking, sort of pea fritterish bubble & squeak, served with blob of brown sauce, sounding even tastier now

Burnt steamer pan still lurking:(

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Farway wrote: »

Burnt steamer pan still lurking:(

Sucks, eh .... no voice will call out to you "I've sorted that pan for you ... where do you want me to put it?"

I had the pie, mash and beans... didn't mean to eat so early, but I got the spuds on the go, then just continued .... rather than boxing them up and nuking later.

Fridge now has a spare portion of mash and half tin of mushy peas (from Saturday) ..... it might be fish tomorrow, just to get shot of the peas. Undecided (until tomorrow) if the mash goes with that or if it's chips.

flubberyzing

Phew! A busy afternoon with this year one class! Some of the worst behaved kids I've had in a LONG time. A bit of gentle quizzing of the class teaching assistant said that the usual class teacher just didn't turn up one day! Has now been signed off until the end of the month!
It'll be 4 days now of cracking out my arsenal of tricks and cracking the whip on them! They'll be very disappointed if they think they can just do whatever the hell they like! Little darlings!

I've just had a quick round of fried eggs on toast, then off for tutoring, then to Starbucks.
I've also just replied to another query from a parent for my tutoring services, so we'll see if anything comes of that. Every little helps, and all that!

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flubberyzing wrote: »

It'll be 4 days now of cracking out my arsenal of tricks and cracking the whip on them! They'll be very disappointed if they think they can just do whatever the hell they like! Little darlings!

We used to have to line up outside the classroom and wait for the teacher at one school where I went. That was the sort of school where teachers stayed in one room and you moved class every lesson; as opposed to the other sort where teachers came to your room where you sat at your desk ... except for special classes like PE or science.

One thing that does allegedly work, in a situation where kids wait for a teacher to arrive then go into the classroom, is if you touch each one as they walk past you at the door... just touch each one on the shoulder... that apparently works.

I used to do a bit of teaching; had a rum lot. It was a part-time (40%) subject and I had no qualifications in teaching, I just needed a job and saw the advert and thought "I can do that" so applied. There was a lot of coming/going due to the timetable and I was hanging about a lot - so I left after a year to get a "proper full-time job".

One girl had been a 11-13 year old prossie until social services took her away from her parents. Another girl's father held the family in an armed siege at their home shortly after I'd left - so they were pretty much sad waif/stray types. I had that lot eating out of my hand simply because I stood no nonsense.... I had a letter from the Headteacher congratulating me for improving the exam scores... from "no hope for any of them" to "a lot of good passes". I was only there a year.

About eight years later I walked into some public loos at a party and there was a girl there and she turned to me and said "Ooooh MISS! Thank you... because I worked hard in your class, even though I only signed up because I thought I could doss in it, I've gone on to do really well and get a good job".

wort

Ended up at dd2 s doing some weeding. Got back hungry so chips and pakoras it is!
Probably with a cake or 2 later!!!

PN sounds like you made an impression there. Welldone :T

caronc

Good evening everyone,

wort- I do love pakora and potato cakes and also mashed potato pakora;)( you dip patties of mash in spiced gram flour batter and fry. Very unhealthy but so good....:)
After weeding I'm not surprised you opted for the pakora & chips option though:)
Farway - it was a pea fritter type of thing I was thinking off, did you make them? You never see them up here but I got a taste from them when I lived in York in the 1980s, the local chippy made fab ones and you got tomato ketchup or salad cream with them. I'm not keen on ketchup so always had salad cream. Brown sauce would be fab though:)
Sounds as though you'll be kept on your toes this week flubberyzing:eek:
PN- it's so rewarding when you know you've helped someone reach their potential.


It turned into a lovely sunny afternoon so after my usual lie down I headed into the front garden and pruned back a buddliea and Kilmarnock willow. It was good to get it done but have used all my "bendy" vouchers for today so I'm glad that dinner will be a "bung it in the oven" chicken & veg tray bake:). The "lonely" meatball & LO lentils with some nuked mushrooms was lunch followed by a slither of the cake my friend made with carmelised oranges:). The phrase "lonely" meatball though has given me an earworm all afternoon of the old campfire favourite "On top of spaghetti all covered in cheese, I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed...":rotfl::rotfl: I can remember the first verse but only snippets of the many verses thereafter, but it is 40+ years since I was a Girl Guide so not surprising I forget.:rotfl::rotfl:

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caronc wrote: »

Farway - it was a pea fritter type of thing I was thinking off, did you make them? You never see them up here but I got a taste from them when I lived in York in the 1980s, the local chippy made fab ones and you got tomato ketchup or salad cream with them.

You can't beat a GOD pea fritter... unfortunately for me I'm far too tight to pay out good money for "a few peas"

To make them you freeze the peas into shape .... then batter them while frozen.

caronc wrote: »

"On top of spaghetti all covered in cheese, I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed...":rotfl::rotfl: I can remember the first verse but only snippets of the many verses thereafter, but it is 40+ years since I was a Girl Guide so not surprising I forget.

I remember that song. Thank goodness somebody invented the Internet, eh.

Before I look it up ... my version was:

On top of spaghetti, all covered in cheese
I lost my poor meatball, when somebody sneezed.

It rolled off the table and onto the floor
And then my poor meatball rolled out of the door.

It rolled in the garden and under a bush
And then my poor meatball was nothing but mush.

Just googled it - there's more! I never knew more.