Last night I had big plans for dinner. The nights when both hubby and I are at home seem few and far between these days, so when I realised that we could actually sit down together and enjoy a leisurely meal, I thought I'd try something new. Braised lamb shanks (from Nigel Slater's Kitchen Diaries).
They looked promising going into the oven. Smelled delicious while cooking too. But at the crucial moment when I should have been topping them up with a bit more liquid, I got waylaid by a KerPlunk tournament that I HAD to win. Disaster. Cunningly disguised the slightly singed taste of the gravy with a big dollop of redcurrant jelly and poured plenty of pre-dinner vino (makes all culinary disasters better). I must curb that competitive streak - Mark won anyway.
And dinner tonight? The new season's asparagus, fresh from the farm. And practically impossible to burn.
Keeping it fresh in my first pottery effort- fired at last! I know it looks like a 3 year old made it, but I'm just learning okay? The only way is up!