I believe that it's national sausage week. I am not in the habit of promoting this sort of cynical publicity stunt as a rule but as you know I do like sausages. This is the one area of solidarity between us and Catchat.
You may remember from an earlier entry (this one) that I am going to be making my own flavour of sausages soon. Stuart has been stockpiling the cow's lips and pig's bumholes ready. At the moment it looks as though it is going to involve lamb and mint but I am still open to your suggestions.
Anyway. After the inch of rain on Tuesday night we were unable to harvest potatoes yesterday and so I managed to sneak away from work early to catch up with a few jobs on the new house (I have got loads to tell you about that when I get time). There is loads to do on the house but my most pressing problems concerned the kitchen...
1. There wasn't any food in it.
2. I chose the wrong shade of blue for it last week. It was supposed to be Wedgewood blue but turned out to be so bright and vulgar that it looked like the set of Big Cook Little Cook.
3. I still can't work the Aga
Anyway the first two matters are now in hand. I went to the butchers (The village I have moved to is only one and half miles from town now. Well it always has been one and a half miles from town, the only difference being that I live there NOW. Sorry you would get more clarity than that on Catchat, wouldn't you?) and filled the freezer. They had done a load of special sausages for National Sausage Week so I bought some to try AND HERE'S THE GOOD BIT the butcher gave (YES, GAVE) me some Thai sausages to try. You don't get all that in Tesco do you. (Well, I suppose you do with Bogoffs and stuff but it's not in any way as special. We know that Tesco aren't funding the generosity. BTW when I say Tesco it is shorthand for all of the big three retailers) Local Butchers RULE.
Right, this bloody Aga. The kitchen was as hot as an iron foundry but I still struggled to get the top plates hot enough to cook a lamb chop in a frying pan. The ovens were all very hot, hot enough to melt iron ore in fact, but the top wasn't. What am I doing wrong? It looks quite groovy and it runs all the radiators in the house and heats the water so I don't feel quite as guilty about it doing less than 20 mpg (meals per gallon - did you like that, it was a really clever pun wasn't it?) but if I won't cook a lamb chop then it's a pretty extravagant ornament.
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