Queen of the dirty dishes

My Sainsburys order arrived this morning. I looked at the contents of the two boxes the delivery man brought.
"That doesn't look very much."

Then I realised that I'd amended the order but must have forgotten to confirm it.

That was after I'd dropped Husband off in town for the optician's and nearly drove into a No Entry road. How's your day going?

Anyway, we had lots of milk so I thought I'd make some mini custard tarts for Zac's this evening. For some reason that took me the rest of the morning.

I was following a new recipe and, although it had lots of stars, the quantity of liquid they said wasn't nearly enough to make the dough. Then the filling was way too much.

Twenty-four small tarts, two larger ones, and a bowl of egg custard. They look more like the Portuguese Pastel de Nata than traditional British custard tarts but they taste good. Though possibly a bit too soft. Hm. 

Husband grumbles about the number of dirty dishes I create when I bake; on this occasion I have to admit he's right.

I'd written Portugese and spellchecker was telling me it was wrong, that there should be an extra u in in it. No, surely not, say I but it seems spellchecker is right. I would have argued on that.