Archive for April, 2007
… and it was back to Walton again. Lunch was similar to yesterday - pittas, humous and Baby Bel cheese with peppery salad leaves. We had a cake and coffee with Linda and Roger at the posh café. At home, Annie made spaghetti with home-made pesto, and that was very tasty.
… ‘cos we went to Walton on the Naze, and sat outside the beach hut for a few hours. For lunch, we had pittas with humous, avocado and peppery salad leaves. And that was really nice. We were going to make a big Sunday dinner when we came back, but we didn’t. Instead, we had [...]
… and we didn’t go to Walton as we thought. We did the library, and then we did the Army & Navy to get the toilet stuff for the motorhome, and then Aldi for some food and stuff. Lunch was a brunch of lemon sole gujons from Aldi, with a salad. I think that was [...]
… because it feels like a Saturday. We didn’t have a ‘proper’ dinner, but I’d bought some Piegata from Sainsbury, which is (and I quote): “We ferment the dough for our Piegata for 24 hours to bring out the natural flavour and aroma. It’s then gently folded by hand and baked on volcanic stones for [...]
… because it was John’s birthday. We went to Carluccio’s in Canary Wharf, and we started with a mixture of olives, really nice calamari fritti (squid), and antipasto di verdure (salad). My main course was a strange one - people called it a chicken burger, although on the menu it was called milanese di pollo. [...]
… ‘cos Annie had Heather and Sue round for lunch, and she made vegetable soup for them, which I also had when I got home. An aperitif of home-made biscuit was rather scrummy too!
… with Annies tagliatelli, and a sauce of mushrooms, onions and creme fraiche. Very nice it was, and unusual for us to have a delicate amount of sauce. Normally I drown pasta in sauce.
… for having yesterday’s burnt garlic soup, with a few vegetables, like carrot and turnip and onion. It tasted OK, sort of like burnt garlic taste.
… and we had cheese on baguettes round at John and Sue’s, although that was lunchtime, but we weren’t hungry at dinner time. I made a soup which had burnt garlic in it (I was trying, yet again, to make garlic crisps like wot they have in Japan, but I failed). Paul had some.
