And some horrible photos.
Some pork on the fork
Well we have our gender stereotypes down pat. I made the potato salad whilst the Mr made the pork chops.
Maybe its gender stereotypes, but it does play to our strengths.
The man loves his barbecue.
And he can cook some good pork. It was seasoned generously while he warmed up the barbie with the lid closed. Then he put the meat in trying not to let too much hot air escape.
Or at least that’s the description I got.
This iteration of potato salad consisted of bacon, of course, peas, celery, onion, potatoes and lots and lots of fresh parsley and chives.
Topped off with some grated cheddar and store bought Caesar dressing it was a good accompaniment to the pork. Which was divine.
I’m not ashamed to say I got as much meat off the bone as I could. And may have growled when my plate was being taken away. It was so good.
Stereotypes be damned. My man does a mean BBQ.
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Sweet and savory muffins
Chicken Casserole, courtesy of Not All Tea & Scones
A recipe from the cookbook of the lovely not all tea and scones. As well as having some gorgeous photos on instagram, she’s working her way through the CWA cookbook.
My Great-nan (as well as being an inspirational woman) was a member of the CWA. She worked on a farm all her life, and these recipes remind me of visits to the farm.
So I’ve been wanting to try one of these recipes for a while. So when the bestie had to come over for dinner (because she’s just moved into the area and her fridge is being delivered tomorrow but she doesn’t have a tv yet and needed some company – yay for bestie being within walking distance) I didn’t want pasta, and I didn’t want salad, but I did want a casserole.
So this fit the bill.
Some minor alterations included the use of hp sauce ( just because), the tinned tomatoes being flavored with garlic and herbs (I love shortcuts), and not using two whole chickens (because I too was not feeding a football team).
The end result? Very delicious. With some vegies on the side, and some rice to soak up the juices, it had rave reviews.
Thank you CWA.
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The weekend in review
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The Lounge Room – Guildford
I wish urbanspoon had an undecided rating. This would definitely be the verdict on The Lounge Room.
The inside was so pretty but the food was decidedly average.
I woke up this morning and wanted pancakes.
When the Mister said ‘Do you want to go to Guildford and go antiquing’ I jumped at the chance.
And we headed along to get a late breakfast. The first place to have pancakes on the menu was ‘The Lounge Room’.
The wind machine was on full blast, but we sat down in the comfy surrounds. The details were gorgeous. Butterfly shaped mirrors adorned picture frames and hand written messages of love were scribbled on the walls.
The background music was triple j circa 2005 which suited me just fine.
I ordered my pancakes and Mr P-D&S ordered a big brekkie with mushrooms as an extra.
Unfortunately both meals came out cold.
The pancakes were light and fluffy, with the berry sauce delicious and sweet. But the fruit on the side seemed like a bit of an afterthought.
The Mister rated the big brekkie a 7. And he is an expert on big brekkies. There was no hashbrown which was disappointing. The scrambled eggs looked light and fluffy, but the bacon was rubbery and the bread was toasted past the point of no return. Even the mushrooms were too cold.
I think we’ll have to try again some other time and order something else. It deserves a second chance.
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Outfit post
It’s been a long time between outfit posts.
But I felt inspired by my new floaty top. And it’s a Friday afternoon and the Mister isn’t home (he would find the whole concept horribly narcissistic and pointless – and would probably ask why I think this outfit is worth taking a photo of).
Well of course it is narcissistic, but I’m ok with that.
And I love this outfit because it will be perfect for summer festivals, days at the cricket, or beer gardens by the beach.
Summer is in the air.
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An Horse – Trains and Tracks
Some tunage for your Friday.
I came across An Horse when I was researching next years southbound lineup.
Music to drink wine to in the sunshine.
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Plan B – courtesy of Leggos
Well plan A was going to be a chicken pasta. However as I was defrosting it there was a strange smell eminating from the microwave so I decided not to risk it.
And there was nothing else in the freezer. Really must set a reminder for that.
So I sorted through the tins in the pantry to figure out what to feed a hungry man.
Fortunately I had a tin. Of spaghetti sauce. From a camping trip I overcatered for (why me?!) last year.
It’s doesn’t make for a bad sauce. Certainly with some bacon it was meaty enough. Some fresh herbs to add some flavor, and a dash of worcestershire sauce for good luck. Some olives for me and bobs your Aunty.
Dinner was served.
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Mrs.S
It was a hot Sunday and we wanted to get out of the house. So we had lunch at Mrs.S which is just down the road and always busy so we thought we’d give it a try.
The decor was lovely. It had an modern but homely feel.
The menus were golden books which is a totally cute idea.
There were flowers everywhere, with colourful aprons hanging on the walls.
My expectations were pretty high, but the menu didn’t live up to them.
Gluten free and organic food is pretty trendy at the moment. I know that because it’s everywhere!
And it was definitely the theme at Mrs.S
It was a pretty short menu which didn’t help.
My watermelon juice was beautiful. Very refreshing for a hot day, but Mr P-D&S didn’t like his apple juice.
It was freshly squeezed which I ended up finishing.
I had a chicken, pineapple, and herb salad. Which was very fresh. It could have used more salad, less herbs, but it didn’t quite hit the spot.
I could have used more (which is saying something because I had downed a couple of fish cakes before we even go there.
The Mr had a chicken penne with gorgonzola.
Again the portion was really small, and apparently if had way to many nuts. I don’t even remember seeing nuts on the menu.
It wasn’t terrible (well the Mr would disagree, he was not impressed at all), but if I was to go again it wouldn’t be for the food.
polka-dots & sparkles 