Cook Like A Boss #SoCS

Who likes cooking? Me! Actually, who likes cooking with their children? Not sure…mmm!

Last week I signed Little Miss Nine up for a five day virtual cookery camp, starting next Monday. Cook Like A Boss. Little Miss Nine can make toast and get herself a bowl of cereal – that’s it! We have made pizzas and buns together and that turned out okay…we managed! This will be different though because I intend to let her do most of the work on her own. Well, that’s the plan!

So, I’ve a feeling my patience will be tested during this. I don’t really like sharing my kitchen with others – except my husband because we kinda work the same way. Also, Little Miss Nine would rather be reading, drawing or writing, so I’m not sure how I’ll keep her motivated for five days. I’ll try my best though

Every morning we will receive an email that will link to an instruction video, which we can cook along to at our own pace. Judging by the list of ingredients, which we have already been sent, it looks like the recipes will be delicious. Of course that depends on the chef, doesn’t it?

I’ll let you know how we get on. With photos!

Today’s post is part of Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Conscious Saturday #SoCS Begin your post with either “who” or “whom”.

All is Well #SoCS

This post is part of Linda G Hill’s

Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS

This week’s prompt is “day/week/month/year.

All through the pandemic I’ve called on my favourite quote of all time. I bought this little framed quote many years ago; I can’t even remember where. It was at a time when I thought nothing would ever be well again.

“Today is the tomorrow you worried about yesterday and all is well.”

I treasure this little picture!

Special Occasion

Is it becoming obvious that I only have time for short blog posts lately? That may be true, but I also enjoy writing flash fiction and using prompts. It’s a nice break from the intensity of editing 105,000 words.

Charli’s 99 word flash fiction prompt this week is Sweet Potatoes. I’m combining this with a photo prompt that a friend sent me recently. Just something she came across while out for a stroll in the woods. Who knows what story lies behind discarded objects we see on a daily basis? We can only imagine!

Special Occasion

I waited to take his order.

‘What do you recommend?’ he asked.

‘The Sweet Potato Frittata,’ I replied.

And so began the rest of our lives together.

For every special occasion we shared over the years, we’d celebrate with sweet potato. It was our little joke.

Today we met for lunch at our favourite spot in the woods. He brought the coffees and I brought loaded sweet potatoes. ‘What are we celebrating?’ he asked.

‘Look in the bag.’

He lifted the paper bag off the table and took out a white stick.

After all these years—two pink lines!

coffee cup and pregnancy test

Guggy Egg #SoCS

This post is part of Linda G Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday #SoCS. This week’s prompt is butter!

There was a discussion on the radio yesterday about guggy egg. What on earth is that?….I hear some of you ask.

It’s a boiled egg mashed up in a cup with a generous sprinkling of salt and a good big dollop of butter. Not the pretend stuff now…it has to be the real butter!

I never called it guggy egg though. It was just ‘egg in a cup’ in our house.

The first time I heard it being called guggy egg was from my friend Mohotma. I told her, ‘Okayyyyy Mohot, whatever you think’. I assumed it was a word she made up for her children. Y’know…thinking it would make the egg more appetising for them.

It’s surprising the number of parents who are of the belief that giving foods new (weird) names will make their children like them better. (Well, it does work sometimes)

So, I have to say I was surprised when I heard on the radio that hundreds of people eat guggy egg!

girl coming out of an egg