First up – daily food! Because it’s been a while, hasn’t it? I’m quite proud of my eats today, I made a lot of things from scratch. Breakfast was especially good, I used a mix of malthouse bread flour and ASDA ‘Ready Oats’ (finely milled oats and oat flour) which resulted in THE FLUFFIEST PANCAKES KNOWN TO MANKIND! Fo’ seriouz.
Oat & malthouse flour pancakes topped with hot banana, blueberries & syrup (both maple and agave).
To the left: roasted kabocha squash, red bell pepper & brussels sprouts. To the right: leftover veggie and millet casserole. At the top: a few chunks of experimental half baked bread.
The experimental bread was made with the frozen dough from my bread post. I was checking it was OK, so I could go ahead and make this ^ Olive oil, garlic & herb flatbread with cheese. Yumm-o!
The flatbread was to accompany this homemade lentil soup, which we topped with crispy bacon, red pepper (it’s there somewhere) & chives.
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A quick look through my camera tells I have been slack – I have at least 3 events worth posting about this week that I didn’t get around to! Adventures ahoy!
The first of these was a brave and daring mission – 147 miles away. Allin, Ant and I went to Exeter to watch a rugby match. Bit of a long way to go for a game, you say? Not just any game – Harlequins vs. Exeter Chiefs. Ant is a die-hard Harlequins fan, and a friend of Allin’s regularly watches the Chiefs play, so we all decided to meet up.
Are you sitting comfortably? Then we’ll begin…
The story starts with a long and serious train ride (they claim these are their best serious faces).
We passed through several stations and discovered that if one should wish, one could travel to ‘Mousehole’ (HOW COOL IS THAT?!?! I WANT TO GO! ).
A picnic lunch – not forgetting bakeday flapjacks! – was eaten…
…in front of beautiful cathedral.
Well, one half of it was beautiful.
Someone modelled a very attractive 80’s style cool-bag.
There was even a nice photo! Both Ant and I look reasonably normal, this is very rare.
We went to one of my favourite places ever: Lakeland. I bought stuff I shouldn’t have (because there just isn’t space in our kitchen and my bank account hates me).
For 80 minutes we watched men run around in short shorts.
We watched them fall over. We watched them scrum, and try, and convert. We watched an awful lot of the official photographer’s back.
I spent quite a long time gazing longingly at his incredible zoom lens. No, that’s not a euphemism 😉
The Harlequins lost miserably to the home team. Sad times. We drowned our sorrows with a pint (of lemonade in my case) and took a long train ride home, via Paddington Bear.
And then we all lived happily ever after.
Before this trip I’d never visited Exeter. Edit: OK, correction to this. According to my Mum we went on a family trip there when I was 12 months old. Silly me, how could I forget?!
I really fell in love with the place! It’s all historic buildings and green rolling hills – just 5 minutes from the city centre and you can see vast stretches of countryside! It wasn’t busy like London but it wasn’t quiet either – just calm and civilised. The city centre had all the shops I could dream of needing (errm, so long as Lakeland is there, I’m a very happy bunny!) yet it had character and charm. And raised road curbs. These are essential: how else are you supposed to fall and twist your ankle? I tested just to check. Suitably dangerous. (I’m fine now :p)
I’ve been pondering moving away from London to do my foundation training once I qualify (now in 3 years time), and I think I’ve found my dream destination!
Where do you live and do you like it? Where would you like to move to?