I have neglected the dinnerblog entries, mainly because food hasn’t been my favourite subject lately. Actually, looking back, it hasn’t been all bad.
Thursday Cheese & lentil pudding, rice and peas. This recipe is out of Grub on a Grant, which was the book I learned to cook from, and for one or two staples, I still use it. I saved some of the pud for Bernard, who quite likes lentils sometimes, especially cheesy ones.
Friday Another Waitrose curry. Keep meaning to try something different, but sufficient motivational energy hasn’t materialised yet.
Saturday I didn’t plan anything for Saturday, because we were at Wagamama for lunch and I thought we wouldn’t be hungry. However, we turned out to be hungry after all, so Pete made some sort of stir-fry pork with noodles and ginger, which was a tasty, soggy mess. Possibly not quite what Ken Hom intended, but then, the recipe that came with the wok was absolute nonsense.
Sunday We tried the new local pizza delivery place, Herbie’s Pizza. The pizza took over an hour to arrive, and turned up without so much as an apology. First time unlucky; obviously we won’t be ordering from them again.
Monday The organic veg box came yesterday and contained delicious potatoes, which I immediately made into chips. Dinner was late last night, because Bernard took an age to settle (the change of hour has messed up his clock somewhat), and then Pete’s mum called and went on and on and on for hours. Eventually, we had the very nice chips with some very nice mince and vegetable pie (not home-made) and organic broccoli.
Bernard has continued to eat intermittently during the day, and feed for most of the night. On Sunday we were in Pizza Express at lunchtime (yes, two pizzas in one day, Pete was in heaven & anyway, it was our anniversary so shuddup) with Alice, Stan and Stan’s Dad and Stan’s Dad’s friend, and Pete’s Dad. Stan was having a jar of mozarella and tomato pasta for lunch, and Bernard helped him with that. We note that he eats jarfood with more enthusiasm than lovingly home-cooked food, and have made a policy decision to feed him jarfood for a few days.
So I am giving him finger food for a starter, to make me feel like I’m still a slightly virtuous organic middle-class mum, followed by jarfood, followed by stewed fruit or pieces of kiwi, or whatever for pudding. He ate well yesterday, and slept from 8pm until 1am in his own room, so that counts as a result. Of course, it has to be replicated two nights in a row before we can consider the new policy to be a success. We’ll see.