Life has been tough in recent weeks, but it could always be tougher. Driving home in the car yesterday, singing along to Pharrell on the radio and trying to clap and steer at the same time, I found myself being thankful for so many things:
- My Mum didn’t die. I ring her every day at 9am and just hearing her say “morning angel” makes my day.
- I’m feeling pretty rubbish following my virus (sleep gone AWOL, joints slipping all over the place, huge pain flare up, very weak and fatigued) but I’m not bedridden and am able to do my bit to care for my Mum for which I’m eternally grateful.
- My friends have been really supportive in all sorts of ways.
- The furry gob-on-legs which is my dog Bertie gives me 10 reasons a day to be cheerful.
- Spring is in the air, and I managed to take my camera out for the first time in months because the rain let up for a whole hour (for those unaware, Britain has been flooded since Christmas!).
It could be a lot worse.
I apologise for not including any new recipes on my blog lately – I’ve just been too shattered to try anything new, although I did put up my recipe for creamy vegetable pancakes recently just in time for Shrove Tuesday on 4th March (click on the lunches section of the recipe page and scroll down).
I was getting a bit panicky as I used my last jar of home-made rhubarb jam last month and rhubarb wasn’t in season and available to buy. But last week I noticed Tesco had some early forced rhubarb in stock, so I excitedly bought some and made 4 gorgeous pots of jam. At least it was supposed to be jam only in my tired and brain fogged stupor I used caster sugar instead of granulated and it didn’t set. The upside being I had stewed rhubarb and ice-cream for pudding last night and it was absolutely delicious 😉 .
I’ve also been trying out cookie recipes but haven’t perfected one enough yet to put online. Many of the recipes I’ve tried have been American and they never, ever work. I’m starting to wonder if our food, as well as our measurements, are very different. Some of the savoury recipes I’ve tried have used 3-4 cloves of garlic, for example, for a 2 person serving. If I used this much garlic it would blow my head off and taste of nothing but garlic! I also tried a cookie recipe that used so much flour it would have made enough biscuits to feed the entire village. Not sure what’s going on there, as I do have American cups to measure with, but the cultural cooking divide is clearly much larger than I originally thought. So I apologise to any of my overseas followers who have tried my British recipes and found they’ve turned out crap 😉 .