I was making chilli in Zac's yesterday. I'd finished with the frozen meat so I took the unused portion upstairs to return it to the freezer. When I came back down I noticed the jar of chilli powder was off.
The Big Question: had I put chilli powder in and not put the lid back on? Or had I not yet put it in?
Once upon a time, before menopause, I could have sniffed it to work it out, but my nose these days is only good for running. (And breathing I suppose.) So I had to wait until the meat was adequately cooked for me to taste it.
Could have been the first chilli-free chilli to be served in Zac's Wonder if anyone would have noticed.
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Husband had his third jab yesterday. This morning he woke me and said, 'You'll have to make tea; I don't feel well.'
Obediently, even though I was still asleep, I stumbled downstairs. George was confused but not as confused as me.
I'm still out of my routine - I normally do my morning FaceBook, blog, twitter browse before I shower - and wondering how this will set me up for the day. I have five grandchildren coming for lunch and to play later. That could make or break me.
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Remember I was looking through old recipes? I picked out a few that looked interesting, ordered the ingredients, and have made two.
Chicken tray bake. (You see a theme here?) A little bland but easy and quite healthy.