Hello the kitchen. Well, after yesterday’s brilliant day, which afforded an opportunity to get out to the country park after a morning making chicken curry with The Boy during which he acquired lots of new culinary skills and overcame his raw chicken phobia, today was all downhill. I had thought there would be cake to share with the kitchen, but it was an unmitigated disaster and we have been trying since to pick apart what went wrong, without coming to any useful conclusion. I had been given this recipe by an American friend the year DD was born, made it numerous times and it acquired legendary status within the family. But it makes a very big cake for which I no longer have a large enough tin, so GS (who had heard much of this cake from his mama) and I decided that we would cut the ingredients in half. You’d think that would work wouldn’t you? Anyway, it has been consigned to the dustbin of history, and the, er, dustbin of dustbins. We know when we are beaten. Even he won’t eat it, and he will usually eat anything!
Super photos from all; mine from yesterday won’t download so that I can put them on here, for some reason. You aren’t missing a lot!
Soop my nuts were hazelnuts, picked in our lane, some still in their green husks. I will work on it further this weekend.
Lins glad to hear your back is a little easier. I had a brace when I slipped a disc and it was a godsend.
Galen my condolences on the loss of your friend - I know you had known each other a long time.?
To all those who have been braving large shopping centres with their GC, I salute you!??