I’m thinking of calling this ‘Winter’s Last Hurrah’. The weather here in the middle of England looks like spring (and we’re thankful for that, believe me) but it still very much feels like winter.
It’s been a week and a half since my big blogaversary post and, truth be told, I’m feeling a bit sheepish now.
Yesterday I was trying to use up the backlog of eggs that has accumulated since we started having them delivered with our milk. The best way I know of to do that is to make a tortilla española.
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…
So, almost two weeks on from St. Patrick’s Day, I finally decided to make the previously-abandoned Irish stew. The problem I had was that the last time I made Jamie’s recipe, we all found it to be a little bitter. That was undoubtedly the Guinness….
