My fault for using a pancake recipe from the back of a packet of flour. The pancakes were white and flaccid, not at all as good as Delia’s pancakes from last year. Is it some plot to sell more flour? Next year, Delia.
Pheasants from last weekend, cooked like coq au vin:
Pork belly (cooked by N-sama, it was excellent!):
Carrot cake with ice cream — really delicious, made by N-sama:
And last but not least, N-sama’s present for me, chocolate cake — yum yum:
Berkhamsted castle, an example of a motte and bailey castle dating from the Norman conquest:
Tea at Home and Colonial:
Pork belly (kakuni). This is from G. Gibson in Watford Market:
They are pheasants really, but I tricked N-sama into thinking they were pigeons …
I’m leaving them to stew in wine overnight:
The general recipe is from here. I added pak choi instead of onion, and a little more to finish it off.
Thanks to Brigitte for the artichokes.
I just came back from a conference in Grenoble where I did a short talk about work.
Grenoble itself was seedy, the food we had was simply awful (to the point of €35/person inedible/unsafe to eat in one case), but at least the conference itself was good.
A willow tit (or marsh tit?), blue tit and robin:
I can’t believe that a couple of inches of snow caused the whole of London to grind to a halt.
