Over the Easter holidays the kids and I spent a fab few days visiting a friend who once played Thelma to my Louise. Or was it the other way around? In our mid-twenties we drove from Seattle to New Orleans, via Vegas, Grand Canyon and Mexico.
Chili is one of my husband’s favourite dishes and, since he’s been working very hard lately, I really wanted to make him some. But he’s also been having tummy trouble lately, so a bowlful of red meat would have sentenced him (and, by extension, me) to another sleepless night.
When you hear ‘The Full Monty’ you automatically think of steel workers on stage, ripping off their leathers, right?
Regular readers will already be familiar with my Nan, as I have featured a couple of her recipes (Kahlua and Trifle) on here. I have also mentioned her Shepherd’s Pie, which was a regular feature in my mom’s cooking repertoire. I used to make it…
No matter how you choose to transliterate it, this Middle Eastern bean salad and traditional breakfast staple is pronounced like the English word ‘fool’. Which leads me to my first story about fool…
