How I loved school dinners. Before they were privatised that is. Old style school dinners, before they started serving food on prison style plastic moulded trays. I believe kids are more likely to eat proper meals when they’re served on proper plates. It disgusted me when in around 1990, Walsall’s local education authority contracted out…
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Huevos rancheros
I foxed my husband on Saturday. He said “what’s for lunch” and I replied in an enthusiastic faux Spanish accent, huevos rancheros. My husband doesn’t speak Spanish, nor for that matter do I.
Dill mayonnaise
This may surprise some people but I had never made my own mayonnaise before. I wasn’t scared or put off by tales of splitting, I just hadn’t got around to it. So I waited specifically for when I wanted some mayonnaise and didn’t have any conceivable alternatives in the fridge. I used one beater on…
