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Tag Archives: kitchen
How the mitres fall……………..
What a day! After getting our trim and fittings, we have been hard at it in the kitchen all day……… or should I say Hubby has and I’ve been doing some much needed sorting out and organising of dreaded paperwork! … Continue reading
It’s here!
Having looked it up on the internet, apparently the recommended temperature in a fridge should be 3º C (37. 4º F) and the freezer minus 18 -20º C (minus 0.4 – minus 4ºF) Our fridge was lurking at 10º C, … Continue reading
The Hunt for Dinner
Sis has a designer kitchen. Big cooker, dishwasher, large double sink and waste disposal, a full welsh dresser, an understairs store cupboard, 10 other cupboards and a stack of drawers. Adjacent to that is a utility room housing a huge … Continue reading
Posted in Challenge, diary, Family, food, humour, observations
Tagged kitchen, strange surroundings, visitors
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Getting grilled
30th October. We intended to get on the road before nine, but as things went, we were pulling out of the car park just after 8 having been up since 6.30. It had been raining nearly all night, and not … Continue reading
Posted in diary, Family, food, humour, observations, Uncategorized
Tagged food, kitchen, mum, visiting
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Kids Kooking
Thanks Colin for today’s inspiration. Helping out in the kitchen as a youngster was putting away the clean dishes, then progressing to washing up and finally drying up. Cooking was Mum’s job, though my Dad made some pretty good dough … Continue reading