Some times I burn my food, and some times I explode it. In this instance, I forgot to put the upper screen in place. So when the water percolated through the coffee, everything went up the spout with enough force to flip the lid back, and spray coffee grounds across the back of the stove.
A fine mess that was. Fortunately I was awake enough to know what to do, instead of being flummoxed by it.
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Sometimes I need a reminder from Hector & Kiki about the things that are important to know.
For example, just now, Hector reminded me that it’s been some time since we last discussed which if the cupboards is my favourite. His favourite is the one on the right. My favourite is the one next to it, on the left. Kiki, however, says she like the three on the left, and takes turns making each one her favourite.
Hector, likes the one on the right because it gets used least often, and is closest to the lounge. I like the one next …
There are times I go to the city centre fruit & veg market thinking I’ll get a really good deal on something; like the two very superior bunches of celery I got for £1 this past Saturday. Big, crisp, not at all bitter. One went straight into the soup pot, along with some sautéed onion, some grilled courgette, and a lacing of cumin. The first soup for colder weather, and very satisfying in its way.
But there are times I go to the market and come away with something only to discover it really belongs in the …
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