Home Cookin'

My Dear Princess & Dear Fellows,

Inspired by the antics of Feefs & Big Nipper over Xmas, I have decided to sign up for a food box thing. 

I looked at the one Feefs had used. But that seemed a bit ambitious. You know the sort of thing. Loads of prep and - voila - two hours later you have made Beef Rendang with Lemongrass-Infused Chili Sauce, accompanied by water-chestnuts soaked in coconut-lime marinade.

Only for Er Indoors to wrinkle her nose at it, and ask for a box of Scorched Almonds instead.

So instead I have bought something called the Bargain Box. I liked it better because:

a) It has the word "bargain" in it.
b) It seems more down-to-earth and therefore if I wish to deviate from their suggested menu I can still manage to make something interesting that Er Indoors will eat.

I HATE being told what to do. I am a kitchen REBEL.

I start tomorrow. Tonight I need to use up the ingredients already in my fridge. I'll let you know how it goes, how much Er Indoors enjoyed it, and how much I had to pay for the backup dinner from UberEats afterward.

S.

p.s. "Pulled" Beef Gyros? Why are we always "pulling" our meat these days? 

p.p.s. Not like that. You know what I meant. Rudeness.