Dinner tonight: "Slugs bursting with flavour."
I love it when my children get excited about food. I asked my 8-year-old son if he wanted chicken and vegetable dumplings for dinner and he replied, "yes please. I love them. They are like slugs bursting with flavour." I can't think of a better description than that. Although I'm not sure that would be an appropriate description used by a waiter(ess) in a restaurant. I'm getting excited about eating too, after food poisoning got the better of me last weekend. On Saturday I invited friends over for home-made mulled wine and there was a pork shoulder glazed with apples simmering in the crockpot. I had stopped at a local takeaway shop earlier that day for quick fish n' chips after freezing on the sidelines of the netball court. The fish didn't taste quite right but you know what it's like when you're cold and hungry. By 3pm, when my guests had arrived, I was feeling rather unflash, and smelling the crockpot brought me back to my pregnant days of morning sickness. The nausea kept building and after dinner (which I couldn't eat) I was locked in the bathroom for almost an hour and finally resurfaced about 3kg lighter. Not nice. What a lesson. Being hasty is this Scorpio girl's downfall and one day I will finally slow down before jumping head first into trouble. On the work front, Miss Wordsmith is excited about a 'meals on wheels' initiative in Central Otago for new mothers - which I am helping a client with. Watch this space for some inspiring web content on her new website soon. And watch out for dodgy uncooked fish. It will be a long time before I am game enough to open up another parcel of Kiwi's favourite takeaways.