Cat’s Out Of The Bag Now
byI’ve come to this realisation: one day I will become my father. I think it’s destiny for most of us, and I’ve decided to change my approach.
I’ve come to this realisation: one day I will become my father. I think it’s destiny for most of us, and I’ve decided to change my approach.
As Tracey and I are discovering, there’s a price to be paid for running away together….
I thought reading was supposed to be good for kids!
I’m going to let you in on a secret – this recipe business on the blog is the biggest self-serving caper I’ve ever come up with.
These are not for everyone. Judging by the reactions of the members of this family only one in seven people find the idea of eating lambs brains tenable. And even amongst us who love to eat them, I think there’s a real drop off in numbers of those who are prepared to make the dish.
“I love these!” Miss4 said while we were making them with Grandma.
“No, you don’t,” I assured her.
Not that she’ll ever know one way to the other.
The trouble with having M&M’s as a key ingredient in cooking is trying to work through the thick blur of tiny hands keen on ‘helping’.
Master8 made these with Grandma this morning and the whole lot have already disappeared.
Lots of smiles in the house because Grandma and Grandad are home again, with Grandma flying in from Cairns this weekend and my dad and brother meeting her at the airport.
If you like frozen sausage rolls, don’t make these. You will hate yourself. You won’t settle for those tasteless lumps of cardboard anymore. But thankfully, these are easy to make.
Everyone is jumping out of their skin at the moment because my sister-in-law and her three kids are up for a few days of the holidays, staying at my parents’ place – The Grand Hotel, Gympie.
I have no idea exactly how much goodness is in these crunchy little numbers, but on a scale of one to 100 it surely must be soaring well into the single digits.
Also, there is no brandy used in the recipe so can only assume it must be sipped while making them. At least, that’s the road I took.
“Do you have that book your cousin wrote, the tape dispenser or my silk dressing gown?” Grandma asked me.
The older she gets the more excellent her hiding spots are for her treasures. One day I fully expect she’ll lose her house.
NOTE TO THE READER – the comment section of this post is a must read.
A girl from work asked me an odd question today – “Is your mum delivering pamphlets?”
With Tracey asked to fill in a shift today at work and Master18 still staying with Grandad while Grandma is away helping my…