Dinner From The Microwave
The Times today is having a go at microwave cookers. It didn’t stop me from eating one of Marks & Spencer’s Fuller Longer meals tonight. It was called Chicken in a Smoky Tomato Sauce.
It was surprisingly, quite well-endowed on the chicken front, although the sauce didn’t appear very smoky. But I could do without that! The only allergen was a small amount of cow’s milk. Here’s a picture.
Chicken in a Smoky Tomato Sauce
Note the Estrella Damm Daura beer.
I will have one of these again.
One of the Worst Days of my Life?
Today, my youngest son, George, would have been forty, which we always think is an important milestone in a person’s life. We tried to arrange a party or even a drink, but gradually everyone has cried off, so I shall celebrate this all by myself. I understand more and more the fortitude with which Aung San Suu Kyi endured her isolation. All of those birthdays and important milestones, that I’ve missed. And I will miss in the future.
But hey, at least I’m still here, despite the efforts of the Devil.
Luckily, by chance, I was given an overdose of survival gene at conception and that keeps pulling me through.
All I can say, to others now, is make sure your children don’t ever start smoking. George’s smoking probably led to his pancreatic cancer, especially if he was an undiagnosed coeliac and thus had a compromised immune system because of his gluten-rich junk food diet.
A Dunking Biscuit for Coeliacs
I have found that Waitrose’s new gluten-free ginger biscuits dunk well.
A Dunking Biscuit for Coeliacs
My mother and my late wife, C, would be horrified at the picture. Dunking was not for polite society!
But my mother would have been pleased that I’ve stopped biting my nails, which C knew anyway.
A1950s Sunday Tea Updated to Gluten-Free
For many of my age, Sunday tea was generally sandwiches and cakes washed down with a Cup of TyPhoo or other tea.
The sandwiches were often of the dreaded fish paste variety, with the paste coming from Shippam’s. For a treat my mother would often add malted fruit bread with currants and sultanas.
I can still taste it all now.
Today for tea, I had fish pate sandwiches and fruit bread.
Here’s the sandwiches, which I made from Genius brown bread, Benecol buttery spread and Waitrose mackerel pate.
Gluten-Free Fish Paste Sandwiches
I cut the crusts off to make them easier to eat. And here’s the Genius fruit bread.
Gluten-Free Fish Fruit Toast
I did toast it, as I prefer it that way.
So I can now go back to the 1950s for Sunday tea.
Who Ate All The Bread?
I took this picture of the gluten-free bread shelves in Waitrose in Islington
Who Ate All The Bread?
Obviously, they believe in a lot of choice for customers. Or are they following Marie Antoinette‘s philosophy of “Let them eat cake”? And biscuits
Floyd Mayweather Doesn’t Like the Jail Food
Then he shouldn’t have beaten his wife. It’s here in the Telegraph.
An Insult On My Front Wall
I can drink beer, but it has to be gluten-free.
An Insult On My Front Wall
This one certainly isn’t, and it’s n0t even the type of beer I drunk, becfore being diagnosed as a coeliac.
Strangely, the can was three-quarters full, so I poured the contents down the drain and put the can in my recycling.
It’s The Only Apron I’ve Got!
I cooked a Morroccan chicken casserole on Friday night and because of the height of the new cooker, I get the odd splash.
Cooking a Casserole
The apron was a present from a Michelin-starred chef from Glasgow, who’s moved his restaurant, Mr. Underhill’s to Ludlow.
Any resemblence between Chris Bradley and myself is purely coincidental.
Now We Know Why Waitrose Took Over Duchy Originals
The Times today publishes a picture of Mark Price, the MD of Waitrose in the Royal Box for the Diamond Jubilee Concert.
It’s alright for some!
The French Are Coming
Ever since 1066, the French have always been invading these isles. In some ways the only time they have been successful was in that historic first attempt, which put William the Conqueror on the throne.
But now is this, the first of another wave of invaders? I took these pictures by Chapel Market in Islington.
As after all, London is now the city with the sixth largest population of French nationals in the world.
It’s just that I’ve never found any gluten-free crepes in a trailer like this.
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