15 October 2011

autumn, poetry and not nearly enough time

I am still alive, believe it or not. I have had the craziest few months I can remember for a long time, and so my poor blog has been forgotten under the endless to do lists! But now the university's have been applied for, the english coursework is safely underway and I have decided to stop all revision for the oxford entry in November and just let what will happen happen... either they want me, or they don't, and if i fail them I'm just not good enough to go!

But anyway, yesterday was pretty monumental, because the new kitchen was FINALLY finished. And I do not use capital letters lightly, but we have been living on a building site for 10 weeks. It wasn't only the washing up of lasagne dishes in the bathtub, the eventual conversion to paper plates, or hammering starting at eight every day of the summer holidays that was the real problem. It wasn't even been seen in the shower by a builder unexpectedly putting up scaffolding on the back of the house, or the dust that settled sneakily but firmly on every possible service. The worst thing, that made me crave roast dinners and apple crumbles and just plain old boiled vegetable, was the food.
But after the first few weeks we began to get pretty creative. When you know whatever you make is going to be strange, you lose any fear of messing up, so at lunchtimes, with the house to myself, I came up with some pretty interesting inventions, using just a microwave, a kettle and a toaster. And so, to honour the monumental occasion that was yesterday, I will be displaying one kitchen-free survival recipe every day this week.

Be ready, because some of these were so nice I might even be tempted to make them WITH a kitchen... once the novelty of cheese on toast has worn off.

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