Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Last night I attempted to cook a new meal!!! There is a solid reason for using three exclamation marks after this sentence; the reason being I may actually be the first person in the world to be diagnosed with an allergic reaction to the kitchen. I told this to some of the students in my form class and young Ronnie Morgan said hogwash - she would give me an easy recipe that I could do with out any tears. (I wanted to trust her because she had such a great surname) However, upon receiving said recipe I was a little worried and starting to wonder whether I could trust her or not, because her last instruction was "put it in the oven until it looks cooked" WHAT!?!?! For someone with such a debilitating allergy this was not the type of sentence that fills you with grand feelings of culinary joy. I want times and temperatures and all the minute details that are the crutches that help me get through my allergy. However, I faithfully promised her that I would give it a try, so off I went to the supermarket with trepidation and fear weighing heavily on my shoulders to buy puff pastry, spinach and feta cheese. Of these 3 items I had only ever purchased one. To someone with my condition cooking with puff pastry is like rolling in freshly cut hay when you are an asthmatic or swimming in the ocean with your mouth open if you are allergic to seafood (ok, maybe not this one but I couldn't think of an example and examples always work better in twos)
Anyway I boldly went ahead, puff pastry and all and created the most beautiful little parcels filled with spinach, feta, corn and bacon. I was proud, beaming, jubilant,thrilled, delighted, euphoric, over the moon and pretty darn satisfied.
I am pleased to report that I left the kitchen with only a mild itch.

15 comments:

  1. Your life is getting too easy. Better watch out for old man doom.

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  2. "Better watch out for old man doom."

    I think that was a hint that Richard is soon going to start prowling your house, Fflur. Watch out for double basses going past your window (Richard would never consider going prowling without his double bass, it would be like a burgler going out without a balaclava).

    P.s. loved both your examples.

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  3. It would be a good idea for Richard to come prowling with his bass - then he can play creepy music while he does it - wouldn't it be nice to have a soundtrack - it would certainly add to the stalking experience for me

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  4. Fflur, I think you desperately need a boyfriend.
    Bin Hire

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  5. Hey Fflur! Luckily, it turns out that there aren't many 'Fflurs' with blogs so you were easy to find...

    Now, having seen the results of your cooking experiment, I can officially commend it... I just think that next time you probably need samples for the rest of the department :) I also think that you need to undertake desensitisation therapy therapy by making more tasty comestibles. Like I said, I think this should be your new hobby!!!

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  6. I'm not sure how I ended up telling you to have 'desensitisation therapy therapy', but there you go. It must mean you need a double dose.

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  7. Did you say double bass? Is this a set up?

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  8. Fflur (the slur),
    I'm just back from a practice with a very bad local band. The best thing about it is that the sax player plays sharp, and not flat. That's probably why I decided to call you Fflur (the slur). A slur is a musical term - when you don't articulate between two notes. The sax player in the band is an expert at slurring.
    I really added 'the slur' to your name because I thought it would help your image as a blogger - just like how Nicola is known as Nicola (of NSB).

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  9. Richard (of RBB) I would like you to note (no musical pun intended) that Rochelle is a real person and not a person I have made up to comment of my own blogs.
    PS what do I really care about how the sax player sounds - you know all I really want to know is, is he my age (approx) and is he single

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  10. obviouisly I meant to say "on my own blogs" not "of my own blogs"

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  11. The sax player is sixty very soon. Fflur (the slur) you'll have to cast your net wider.

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  12. "obviouisly"
    What does that word mean?

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  13. The confusion chronicles.
    I really like this name for a blog.

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  14. Hey, Comeinyourpants, you're supposed to comment on the post.
    Bin Hire

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  15. The The Yes, Bin is correct The The. The The The title is not relevant.
    The The The Guy

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