Not the prettiest

Not the prettiestNot the prettiest dinner ever, but hunger pangs drove us to eat without pausing to prettify. A Festive Five Hundred kilocalories, more or less. Chicken breast, cooked in a parcel with herbs and a mirepoix of veg, served with braised red cabbage and sprouts roasted with pancetta, chestnuts, sage and leeks. Actually very tasty and satisfying – neither of us feels at all robbed or deprived. Oops, good job I caught that, the spillchucker wanted that to be “depraved”

Merry Whatever to one and all, whatever your persuasion, or lack thereof. We had snow, did you?

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A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

A Month in France: Nothing is Lost

I am lagging on the Month in the Country prompts, and lagging badly at that. I have a list of prompts t be caught up on and I shall be working my way through them here, or at Scattered Thoughts depending on where the post most naturally sits. I have elected to tackle the prompts not in date order necessarily but to seize upon prompts that offer me space in which to write down the things that I am feeling the need to say. Even if I need to crowbar it in. The thing is, I am going to continue to be short of time and space in which to write and so a two-for-one is useful and I hope to do as many of those as I can. Seems like a plan? … Continue readingA Month in France: Nothing is Lost

Oh, deer

Oh, deer

Nell and I had a lovely walk this morning. The weather has cooled considerably and there was a very pleasant breeze. We both made better time than of late. … Continue readingOh, deer

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