Allow me to gesticulate (well imagine, if you can as I know you can’t see me) but yesterday was a crap day for my bike, so I stayed indoors thinking of new and amusing ways to fill my time while I’m still I the North East. I cleaned me house (why is this underlined???) then thought of food. I like cooking and as I remembered once a ‘pot noodle’ being proffered to me for a weekend lunch I vowed never to let one pass my lips (or even enter my abode ever again )
What to do though! The day before I had delighted my tastebuds with a chicken Marsala, cooked with the delicate flavoured basmati rice infused with star anise and cardamom (might sound gay, but any man who’s only cooking skills is a cup of coffee and a jam sandwich needs kicking) you possess the direct approach to your sweethearts,,,,erm,,,,,, heart if you can rustle up a meal to tantalise her tastebuds and dance on her palate like Michael Flattley on speed.
Fish! Let’s try fish. I haven’t made a fish dish in an age! But what one to try! Plaice (I have no idea about that fish) Tuna (to be honest, I have never liked it since I tried it when I was 18, and I don’t think evolution has changed its taste too much in twenty three years). Scouring the interweb, I found the fish for me!!! Monkfish! Now not a lot of people can do Monkfish as it’s got a meaty refrain! But I just love it! One of the nicest things I have been served in a restaurant was a curried monkfish dish served with something else (I can’t remember what the something else was, so I made me own up). I went and bought some live mussels (the only pets I’ve owned since I was a teenager) unfortunately for them, I was gonna eat them (I’m not cut out for long walks and cleaning up mussel shit) so saying goodbye to my little friends wasn’t going to be too hard. (While I was serving in the army, I had to kill cook and eat so strange stuff. From chicken to worms to a bloody full size goat, all delicious even though I got to know them on a spiritual level)
So there you go! A diary entry about one thing only, my lunch! (Again when I at my lunch, I mean dinner as well because I bought a HUGE loin) unfortunately I dropped one of the three pieces down the side of my cooker as I was getting it from the pan. Can you imagine my disgust!!! Well. That was Saturday, Sunday (today) is a bike day. He wouldn’t start this morning so a bit of fettling and a ducking good kicking got Bob me bandit running like a lion roaring at the Zebras. All in all its a good weekend so far. I hope it all goes well wherever you are.